Front Page Music, Inc. - Misguided lyrics

[Verse 1] I look around everybody wanna be popular Yes men around them saying they stock is up Date line, they just gotta keep the gas filled Least that's what I tend to see like they from Nashville All them bottles is coming with a disposed lace [?] want is more of the lone nights Short term trips and a lot of long flights It's crazy to see the path that we on, yikes Showing off to fine women sitting next to you You rich, she broke, who really finessing who Let it sink in don't go jump off the deep end Attention got way too much value so they just pretend And I ain't perfect, but recognize the circus Where they hide what's inside And trick you with what's on the surface You better move 'em with a purpose, leeches in the lurkest Burn down your worth just to leave you when you worthless [Hook] You wanna shine like LeBron Money, cars and women that's all that's on your mind Always in the club but you say you on your grind Never chase the lights, you gotta wait your time Folks be screaming they your friend like, "I'm with you 'til the end!" Is they really rocking from the hooptie to the benz? But Lord, if they pretend, if they genuine If they want you to win they be working for the ends, know I'm saying [Verse 2] The wardrobe not a way to fool folks See these Yeezys might get me a few strokes You and many with money that's fools gold That's why I've only got friends, I'm cool bro Copycatting and thinkin' that we [?] Nobody gave them game so they tryin' to force the action Lookin' for a distraction just to feel the satisfaction To me that sounds backwards but it ain't the game traction Yeah the [?], these cops are like at the baddest sight They don't know they days numbered, they think [?] last night Turn up, even I do that occasionally I know my mama pray for me, I wake up get, to thinking They say it's harder for a rich man to go to heaven than it is for a cow to go through a needle, damn I pray the Lord keep his arms around the famous ones From the folks that's aspiring to those that made a ton [Hook] You wanna shine like LeBron Money, cars and women that's all that's on your mind Always in the club but you say you on your grind Never chase the lights, you gotta wait your time Folks be screaming they your friend like, "I'm with you 'til the end!" Is they really rocking from the hooptie to the benz? But Lord, if they pretend, if they genuine If they want you to win they be working for the ends, know I'm saying