Token - Household Name lyrics

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Token - Household Name lyrics

Can’t go to my house ’cause I wanna be a household name Only relax when I’m back on the plane Stewardess is like a new mom Daddy like the pilot, I don’t see him anyway Household name Baby, who am I to complain? Don’t know who I am but I still find a way Little bit of fame, it can make me go insane But I still want the whole shebang, bang I don’t believe in love if it ain’t never go through pain The color is only pretty if it really leave a stain I measure how much she like me, how tightly she pull my chain So if I can’t breathe, I’m doing the right thing, thing Give it all to you until I’m drained I don’t know what else is comin’ but a lot I overcame Funny, everyone around me doesn’t know my real name But they wanna make me a household name Household name Mommy just called, but I let that ring Tell her I’m busy, I’m doin’ my thing Losin’ myself and losin’ my ways For the household name (What’d he do? Where’d he go? I don’t know, everywhere, on the globe) For the household name (What’d he do? Where’d he go? I don’t know, anywhere, but home) For the household name, household name Mommy just called, but I let that ring Tell her I’m busy, I’m doin’ my thing Losin’ myself and losin’ my ways For the household name (What’d he do? Where’d he go? I don’t know, everywhere, on the globe) For the household name (What’d he do? Where’d he go? I don’t know, anywhere, but home) For the household name From protégé to prodigy I motivate ’em properly to grow and make a following I cultivate the property, I’m overpayed entirely I’m holding a monopoly, them flows, the way I brought ’em, see My throwaways are quality, I’m known to make ’em call on me The golden age and prophecy, but don’t parade my modesty It’s overrated, honestly They know my name, but not the meaning Token’s a anomaly, I don’t relate to y’all, I mean You owe me a apology Got him, I’m the one who gawk ’em Stop him, play imposter and he play the possum Possum, plate of pasta, eat it with my penne alla vodka Brrt, shot him, put him in the coffin Coughin’, got him, spit at you like a llama As-salamu alaykum, then I lake him, drop him in the water, holler Back to my squad, I’m back, this is what y’all don’t have Still unsigned but that might not last I know fans don’t wanna hear that Lawyer said it’s too good to pa** Cost thirty thousand for him to say that, facts They say I’m too heavy with the brags But it ain’t a brag if I don’t think it’s cool Really I think it’s a problem Brrt, shot him, I’m the one who gawk ’em Walk ’em, out and then I got ’em Now he stutter like he Gollum and he shaking like it’s Harlem And look at the way I flow like water Make you go way below Davy Jones’ Locker Lock him, time you got to follow me, I’m not really a prodigy My manager is calling me, but he don’t know that honestly I don’t know what I wanna be, ironically Like all the people want from me is probably To want to be a motherf**in’ Household name Mommy just called, but I let that ring Tell her I’m busy, I’m doin’ my thing Losin’ myself and losin’ my ways For the household name (What’d he do? Where’d he go? I don’t know, everywhere, on the globe) For the household name (What’d he do? Where’d he go? I don’t know, anywhere, but home) For the household name, household name Mommy just called, but I let that ring Tell her I’m busy, I’m doin’ my thing Losin’ myself and losin’ my ways For the household name (What’d he do? Where’d he go? I don’t know, everywhere, on the globe) For the household name (What’d he do? Where’d he go? I don’t know, anywhere, but home) For the household name

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