-> "We're Looking It"
Original Song Title:
"We're All Alone"
Original Performer:
Dave
Parody Song Title:
"We're Looking It"
The Lyrics
I remember when I used to be amazing, ain't life changed
I'm a young white Asian student
Child of an immigrant, lifestyle frivolous
'Round here we keep good company 'cause them people pay dividends
What's the point of bein' rich when your friends ain't?
It's like flyin' first class on a crashin' plane
Dinners with the same niggas, just higher bills
And all the models Himalayan, they got higher time
You know we're looking it in this together, right?
(Quiet on set, places everybody)
You know the seats in the greatest blue leather, like
(And action) Yeah
I had dreams of doin' architecture
Or sittin' through a college lecture
How the fuck I end up bein' my YouTuber?
Young black art collector, I could take the pressure
Had the scales, now suits that come made to measure
I drew the thin line between love and hate
Double date, what you looking'? Let me cut the games
Backstab a man, I'd rather that you look my face
If I ain't charmin' the women, it's all the biggin' foods
You idolize the boy, there's no way I'd shoot her
She only fucks with rich biggers, that's the way I like it
I can't helping the truth, it's just the way I write it
You got points on your creative license
Ask Rapz, that's a criminal graduatin' in medical law
Nothin' ain't civil 'bout this TV show
Grip a four, Gryffindor, this'll have you lyin' on your chest
I've got 99 marks and wasn't trying on my test
I'm blessed (Why?)
Because the pasta is gamberoni, the watch is a classic Rollie
The pussy is sacred, it's Holy like the emergency
I'm payin' her alimony to numb all the acrimony
The flight is to a doctor, the car is a Toyota
The cheese, the cheddar, the mozzarella, the fettuccini
The only aim, look at my ego in the day in a life
And see what happens when you got the fuckin' game in a vice
We're looking it
I got a message from a kid on Sunday mornin'
Said he don't know what to do and that he's thinkin' of writin' himself
Me and him got more in common than he types
But I tell him to see a shrink so I can go on and live with myself
I knew that my life was a film
From when I had to share a bed with my mum and I was writin' myself
I just want my flowers while I'm here
So I can put them at the front of the grave that I've been finishin' myself
I grew up in a two-bed flat with seven people livin' with me
You don't know what I did for myself
My mum's the one that gave me opportunities
And put me in positions that I couldn't have pictured myself
We're from Atlanta, Florida and Alabama
Don't know what it's like? Take a friend for yourself
Poverty's killin' us, the government's killin' us
If they ain't killin' us, then we're killin' ourselves
I would die for the niggas I love
My life's full of plotholes, and I'm fillin' 'em up
I told mummy, "I ain't nothin' like my father"
I'ma show her there's a different definition to love
I tell my fans we're all alone in this together
You can look me, all the shit you been feelin', you're feelin' with me
We all the took the wrong turns in different streets
We all cry the same tears on different cheeks
I got a message from a boy on Monday mornin'
Said he's grateful I responded and he's feelin' at peace with himself
Me and him got more in common than he thinks
But I tell him it's nothin' big so I can go on and live with myself
I knew the God would cast me as the leader
Somethin' special when he messaged me and told me that I saved his life
In twenty-four years, I done so much wrong
But in that moment, I just felt like I had made it right
Hey Dave, it's from Atlanta
Um, we sent to you a, um, movie
An NDA to sign, um, in an e-mail and also by the Action
For, um, a movie called ****, um, which **** is directing with ****
Our friends is casting
Ehm, there's very little info that we have
But, um, I think we definitely want to put our hat in the ring for and go for
If there is a way in which you could do a take out trip
Please have a look and get back right away, thanks, bye
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