Neon signs, street lights, LED laced life (uh huh, uh huh)
Moon lights up the night sky, the stars shine (uh huh, uh huh)
Glistening, gleaming, glowing, glimmering
I feel like I can live again
Sing on stage, disco balls shimmering
This feels like the beginning of the rest of my life
[Pre Chorus]
Left home to go chase my goals
I walked those streets, went down that road
There was no way I could have known
I’d hustle, grind or even hoe
Left home to go chase my goals
I walked those streets, went down that road
There was no way I could have known
I’d hustle, grind or even hoe
[Chorus]
Got myself in a doozy
Thought I’d make sales from my music
Now I sell flesh like a floozy
I must confess, never thought I’d do this
Got myself in a doozy
Thought I’d make sales from my music
Now I sell flesh like a floozy
I must confess, never thought I’d do this
[Verse 2]
Took a risk, now I’m turning tricks
I’m trading time for racy pics
I’m kissing lips for studio hits (uh huh, uh huh)
Strip and shimmy ‘cause rent is due
Bills need to be paid so I lay with dudes
Don’t judge me ‘cause it’s what you’d do too
[Pre Chorus]
Left home to go chase my goals
I walked those streets, went down that road
There was no way I could have known
I’d hustle, grind or even hoe
[Chorus]
Got myself in a doozy
Thought I’d make sales from my music
Now I sell flesh like a floozy
I must confess, never thought I’d do this
Got myself in a doozy
Thought I’d make sales from my music
Now I sell flesh like a floozy
I must confess, never thought I’d do this
[Verse 3]
Lightning running through my veins
(Electric current energy)
Primp, preen and pose
(Looking pristine)
‘Cause don’t you know I don’t fuck for free
‘Cause freedom comes with a fee
Freedom comes with a fee
Freedom comes with a fee
[Pre Chorus]
Left home to go chase my goals
I walked those streets, went down that road
There was no way I could have known
I’d hustle, grind or even hoe
[Chorus]
Got myself in a doozy
Thought I’d make sales from my music
Now I sell flesh like a floozy
I must confess, never thought I’d do this
Got myself in a doozy
Thought I’d make sales from my music
Now I sell flesh like a floozy
I must confess, never thought I’d do this
Left home to go chase my goals
I walked those streets, went down that road
There was no way I could have known
I’d hustle, grind or even hoe
credits
from Counterculture,
released September 16, 2020
Producers: Øystein Andersgaard, Tico Phillips, Franco Quilatan
Songwriter: Tico Phillips
Background Vocals: Jericho Padua
Lead Vocals: Tico Phillips
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