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i.m the artist – self-made كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
i worked a dead_end job, for a year ’til i cracked
until the night i had enough and i just cried to my dad
he was picking me up, i was closing at 10
and when i got in the car, i couldn’t hold that sh_t in
only 19 years old, felt like i’d gave up my life
i’d put my dreams on the sidelines, pushed away all my pride
for all these people who just looked at me like i was their servant
kept thinking, how the h_ll can £7.20 be worth this?

and meanwhile, i felt worthless, exhausted and angry
this ain’t what i was made for, and no_one understands
you see this gets to me, it makes no sense to me
’cause these ideas of mine i’m manifesting mentally
i guess i’m struggling with my daydreams and reality
i just can’t balance all my workdays with my fantasy
is this the plan for me? i just can’t stand to be
wasting my whole youth as if that ain’t a f_cking tragedy

[bridge]
to make things worse i always see these d_mn celebrities
they’ve got so much that they don’t need and i can’t stand to see
so many people fighting hard to be able to eat
you’ve got your millions while there’s people tryna make ends meet

[chorus]
self_made, ironic that you call yourself that
self_made, your daddy gave you all the gold up on your back
and that’s the privilege you’re blind to
you were just lucky to be born you
[verse 2]
agree to disagree, don’t tell me life’s unfair
must be easy to just say that sh_t, pretend to actually care
ain’t it funny how the 1% just loves to give advice?
when they’ve never even had to hustle hard or sacrifice
a single thing, in their whole life, it must just be so f_cking nice
but real life robs you while you sleep
it cuts you just to watch you bleed
so go ahead, relate to that, diamonds, million dollar flats
nah, call me when you’ve had it tough
’til then don’t you dare speak up

self_made, say it again and i’ll get mad
self_made, but you don’t work for what you have
that ain’t work what you do, you just post pics on the ‘gram
and they pay you thousands as you poison minds with a scam
and that’s the thing they get high off, seeing innocents suffer
but as long as they get paper, we’re swept under the covers
we ain’t sisters and brothers, more like slaves to a master
and they’ve already wrapped us up, walking disaster, stuck
’cause now we feel we need to buy this sh_t just to matter
f_ck this ugly cycle, are you proud of yourself?
the way you’ve mastered your wealth?
you live in heaven while you let the demons feed on this h_ll

[chorus]
self_made, ironic that you call yourself that
self_made, your mama gave you all the gold up on your back
and that’s the privilege you’re blind to
you were just lucky to be born you
self_made, ironic that you call yourself that
self_made, your daddy gave you all the gold up on your back
and that’s the privilege you’re blind to
you were just lucky to be born you

- i m the artist

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