[Intro:]
What you talkin bout you thought the beat was free dawg?
I mean you ain't even fam, I don't even know you
An you thought you were gon' do me a favour
Like I don't, you trippin right now
I don't even know what to say to you right now bruh
You wildin
Let me out before I tense
[Verse 1:]
The spot's just let out, feels kinda cold
Went home sick, broke, feelin up old, this is old
Paid d plate, playin up d mo tour, either or, before I couldn't get a show
Not a lot of turnout, nor did they participate
He should work harder, try to get d word out
(yow, everybody throw your hands in d air)
Gave a lot of energy, everybody stared
Another night as a fish in a bowl
Lost money, get gear, put me in a hole
Fourteen people, including d bar back
Shorty won't chat, the man's on d card knacks
The warmer rappers, cliche posters
One in 100, same old mantra
Makes sense, I'm singing d same song
Begging you to sing along if you know it
[Chorus:]
For d fame, the name, the wealth, the belt, the press, the lights, the nights
The shows, the pros, the heights, the flights, the picks, the dish , the life
I'm a rap star, I'm a rap star [x2]
[Verse 2:]
Ah, I hate it when they ask what I do
But proud dat I'm a rapper, every act don't true
Like cool that's cute, so does everybody else
Don't respect d grind unless you bringin in coke
By d spades, am I defined by my paygrade?
Find d evidence dat you losin, case made
I ain't neva seen you poppin on d dogs
I don't see no hoes lining up to take their tops off (really?)
It's sad enough I'm dealin wit dese n**s
Lookin for a handout like a spoiled rich kid
Ridin big, if it means gettin free beats
Like a thank you supposed to help a n***a on his feet
If I could pay bills based on appreciation
I would have a Range Rover and a mansion in the Caymans
And still aiming
I heard you did sing along cause you can understand what I'm sayin
[Chorus]