Yo! I ain't here for the money, I ain't here for the fame Though it might be nice to own a jet-plane
I'ma do it all for you, come along you'll see it's true
But the road is pretty cold, you might need a sweater too
I'ma put it right on ya, kid from California
Tryna make it in life, school that never taught ya
Dreams of my own, I've been working from home
I can do it on my own, but sometimes it gets cold- like
It's too cold for you here and now
So let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater (Cause it's cold outside and I don't know why)
(I'm just living my life) (Nothing what it seems, I've got a pocket full of dreams)
(In a world about to freeze so I'll enjoy the warm breeze)
(I'm just living my life) There's nothing I want more, nothing else I want to see
Grab a mic, get in the stage and kill it on the scene
Persevering for my team, so they can acquire cream [
