Almost Famous Lyrics

Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes

Working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need

We're the middle children of history, man

No purpose, or place

We have no Great War

No Great Depression

Our Great War is a spiritual war

Our Great Depression is our lives

What you know about no water

No heat, no lights

Hand-me-downs

Beat up Adidas and old Nikes

Ramen noodles

Scrambled eggs with some cold rice

Or going to bed hungry

Couldn't sleep most nights

What you know about a drug addiction

Living in a house with that shit is like a fuckin' prison

Any time I heard my mother bitchin'

I knew my pops was on another mission

And when the money's gone

The love'll leave eventually

And when the love is gone

That leaves room for jealousy

I know its hard livin' check to check with 5 heads to feed

Not to mention raisin' a daughter with special needs

Even though we moved a lot

And went through a lot

As for mom and pop

We always knew they cared

Despite the fights

And the wrongs and rights

At the end of the day

We always knew the roof was there

I never dreamed about making it

I don't need the money or the fame from it

I make music cause I love it

Not because I ever wanted something from it

I never dreamed about making it

I don't need the money or the fame from it

I make music cause I love it

Not because I ever wanted something from it

I never wanted your attention

All I wanted was respect

Fuck the popularity as long as we connect

If you were always there for me, I love you

If you only hit me up when you needed a favor

Fuck you!

Shitty friends are a dime a dozen

They claim to be your peoples

But only hit you up when they dry or busted

A good friend is something like your cousin

Yo, you can fight 'em rough and talk shit

Back n forth like it's nothing

I've spent thousands of hours perfecting my craft

And thousands of dollars erecting my lab

And what I've learned is essentially that

Everyday I'm prouder to pickup another pen and a pad

I never dreamed about making it

I don't need the money or the fame from it

That shit is dangerous

I'd have strangers actin' like they know me

Haters actin' like my homies

But who's keeping it real?

And who's full of bologna?

I never dreamed about making it

I don't need the money or the fame from it

I make music cause I love it

Not because I ever wanted something from it

I never dreamed about making it

I don't need the money or the fame from it

I make music cause I love it

Not because I ever wanted something from it

I never dreamed about making it

I don't need the money or the fame from it

I make music cause I love it

Not because I ever wanted something from it

I never dreamed about making it

I don't need the money or the fame from it

I make music cause I love it

Not because I ever wanted something from it