I′ma put it right on ya, kid from California
Tryna make it in life, school that never taught ya
Dreams of my own, I′ve been working from home
I can do it on my own, but sometimes it gets cold- like
It's too cold for you here and now
So let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater (Cause it′s cold outside and I don't know why)
(I′m just living my life) (Nothing what it seems, I've got a pocket full of dreams)
(In a world about to freeze so I′ll enjoy the warm breeze)
(I'm just living my life) There's nothing I want more, nothing else I want to see
Grab a mic, get in the stage and kill it on the scene
Persevering for my team, so they can acquire cream [