Claustrophopic Lyrics - Pell

Just gotta be me 

So many voices 

Oh,PJ, you're not mainstream enough, yeah 

Would you consider us changing some stuff, oh 

Like everything about who you are, ah 

No offense, we're just trying to make you a star 

But I must admit, I'm claustrophobic 

I have a hard time trying to fit into your small mind 

And I have a habit of dreaming bigger than anything 

I can see right in front of me 

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PJ, you're not quite street enough 

Thug life my nigga 

Act a little more tough 

Oh, can you switch your style up a little more? 

You can be yourself later, for now 

Or either radio 

But I must admit, I'm claustrophobic 

I have a hard time trying to fit into your small mind 

And I have a habit of dreaming bigger than anything that 

I can see right in front of me 

Can't see, the forest for the trees 

The movement for the breeze 

Standing on my own feet 

Can't see, what you might want from me 

Think it's better if we be ourselves 

Photos 

They clutch into my talents more than Catholics do a rosery 

Steady ass, wear that accent, travel you from New Orleans 

Go so, why I dabble with negative energy 

When all I really fiend is impossi sensibility 

Not the hardest rapper but I'm 'bout it much as Master P 

Don't play with me, five-0 for my home 

Don't you know that 

Flooding through the streets 

You should probably take a kodak 

Photosynthesize probably right in front eyes 

Made a trip to Cali and came back a different guy 

Living through the same eyes, riding Uber, still got drive 

The truest never lie and I need a little space 

'Cause I'm bad at doing me 

Just reside if you are late 

I'm claustrophobic 

I have a hard time to fit into your small mind 

And I have a habit of dreaming bigger than anything 

I can see right in front of me 

Another man, just gotta be you 

I think that the thing makes us unique 

It's our differences with our treasures 

Somebody always tryna make you fit in a box 

And never seen again, don't think it's possible