Gold Haze - The Spotlight lyrics

They don't wanna see my n***as in the spotlight (but we did it) I been waitin for this hit my whole life (but we did it) If the industry was TV, I guess rap would be my show But it's no time for commercials, b**h this not the Superbowl Take my gun everywhere I go but I'll sell that before my soul On the beat I go too far, I f** around and pay a toll Told about the second tape and I knew I had a soul Though I always wondered what these b**hes would do for a pot of gold She tryin to tell me what she know You must know my future Miss Cleo I been so clean that I don't need a PO Even though I got bills like Cosby And I wasn't born rich like Theo I'm tryin to go National Geo My sh** is hot enjoy your cappuccino They just act like gangstas Boy they got Pacino Messiah spit game like he ate at Casinos I am a boss just like Nino My new car is real, like Carly I'm startin to feel like Bazino I need them C notes I had ta cut up like a butcher just so I could stack up a meat roll Them hundreds, I need those We see Asay with the camera, man he knew just what to do Sacrifice just for the brook now n***as call him Red and Blue R.E. said what Tech was nexin I said f** it it's the stew M.P. got a check for thousands and he spent it on a boof Haze said we takin over with this tape I think it's true Cause his beats complete the visions of the dreams that I pursue Ain't no b**h that I pursue These b**hes wilder than a zoo Laid up with a yellow b**h until there's babies out the blue That sh** fool, but it's true, so I practice what I preach I put money over hoes, but my b**hes tried to reach Like a waiter or a cater I just make sure that we eat Get the money, then I'm gone like cancel or delete Now we'll see who'll make it to Hollywood You would think American Idol[?] I call up MP when I'm feelin empty bro I got a link with the microphone Been out with the weapons, sometimes I might check it But that's just to see what mode I am on Shots to his spleen [?] body goin lean Like the drink that I pour in my styrofoam Sippin this lean out my styrofoam MP gon pull up a session They trippin, they thought I was second Wake em up like parents or paramedics There's too many b**hes with different connections I'm all in they jeans, I ain't talkin genetics My n***a's next, put that on my soul If it ain't just me [?] it's Pot of Gold They don't wanna see my n***as in the spotlight (but we did it) I been waitin for this hit my whole life