Tears all in my eyes and
I can't tell you why and
I'm out in the field and I don't feel like I'm surviving
I feel like I'm dying
Hope on my horizon
I see dollar signs every time I close my eyelids
As soon as they open I be hoping I can find them
Kept on doing
Dope shit with the hopes that someone finds him
Instead I'm doing
Dope shit until no one is surprised then
Moving up so slowly but at least I know I'm climbing
I'm searching for a miracle
In a statue made of gold
Look at what they made me
I'm searching for a miracle
And a statue made of gold
Look at what they made me
I just wanna Grammy
I just want an Oscar
I just want a golden globe to know I'm no imposter, Shit I'll take a
Write up on a site to get my props
Who U know at complex, tell them bout my concepts
Tell them I'm a ticking bomb and I ain't out of time
Rap is like the trap and I'm just tryina make a dime stretch
Holding on to Sanity, at least that's in my mindset
When you're in restraints it's kind of hard for you to sign checks
I'm searching for a miracle
In a statue made of gold
Look at what they made me
Look at what they made me
I'm searching for a miracle
And a statue made of gold
Look at what they made me
Look at what they made me
Look at what they made me (look at what they made me)
I'm searching for a miracle (searching for a miracle)
In a statue made of gold
In a statue made of gold
Look at what they made me
Look at what they made me
I'm searching for a miracle in a statue made of gold, look at what they made me