Wale - Center of Attention lyrics

[Chorus] I call a spade a spade What you want me to say? Say I'm destined for fame, well I am very afraid Do you know what fame is? If you did, you wouldn't want to be famous Everybody finger, pointing your direction Everybody seems to misread every sentence Better or worse, the center of attention Gift and a curse, the center of attention [Verse 1] See I wouldn't wish success on my worst foe You see the devil is alive but he work slow And yeah I should've seen the signs by my first quote Before you sign, you'll be blind if you've been broke And true I've seen better times because I'm getting dough But my vision has declined since I'm Interscope, and it's home This country has an obsession with celebrity But who is to blame when we let them in on everything? From B's wedding ring, to beef meddling Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe We all make mistakes, why you want to make an issue? If I don't diss another n***a you don't get that issue I don't really get you, see what the problem is Keeping up with Khloe and Kim, not the Obama'ses You trying to find out where Rihanna is To be honest you ain't minding where Osama is And it's not a big deal, it's a small affair f** Barack's change, we'd rather talk Milian's hair And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright Just tell us where all the stars is [Chorus] [Verse 2] Nah, I wouldn't wish fame on my enemy Paparazzi like a life time sentencing No comma, no pause, no anything Just know fame has a price, lose everything DC has never seen such progress So b**hes on the scene seem quite stalkish They like talking, it's like gossip How little hugs can turn to draws offered Though uncalled for, they going to drop them And your girl's cousins trying to get her other options And now your best friend's having kids They two now, I haven't seen they godfather yet Don't let me talk about the deal ones Mommy found out, I'm paying everybody's bills B.I.G. said it more money, more ills So I spend it real fast, because I'm trying to sit and chill A little, signed, sealed, delivered Before a n***a signed I had a healthier liver sh**, now my lips liquor, wish As my record label nit-picks at this [Chorus]