[OneRepublic] Lately, I been, I been losing sleep Dreaming about the things that we could be But baby, I been, I been praying hard Said no more counting dollars We'll be counting stars [Yonas] No more counting dollars? Well, maybe just a little bit... Uh Is this on, n***a? Ok, good, I'm gone, n***a Oh, you ain't got no backwoods Throw that sh** a bong, n***a My whole team is strong, n***a If ya signin checks, I get along wicha And everybody around me is signing checks And saying cheese like its a prom picture Man, whoo, trap remix This that were all black remix Please understand that at the age of 25 I already qualify for a black visa I'm selfmade, and my black sneakers White diamonds on a black T-Shirt I ain't one to make past speeches But, I'm stacking paper like math teachers On homework night, its homework night So y'all motherf**ers better study up And don't get it twisted, I'm deep in the hood So y'all motherf**ers better buddy up If you're ready for war, then put your captains up If your stars in the sky I'm going to snatch it down Sorry, baby girl, I'm just pa**ing through town But be ready for a n***a when I come back around [Hook] [Yonas] Now, I ain't one to be materialistic So don't twist it when you listen to this sh** And I ain't ever ever paint a picture to get rich I'm tryna get hope to the rebels and misfits Resistance to this sh**, not existent The flow switch, it flips scripts in an instant VanGogh, Vincent, everytime I let the motherf**ing ink drip Sink ships to the enemy Everytime I put together the illest of four melodies Do a hundred on the highway When they pull me over, I tell'em that hundreds the new 70 Hop! Wrap sheet full of felonies But I'm still tryna fight for the better me I dont care if your feeling in the lyrics But you got to feel the soul with the vibe and the energy [Hook]