Say What's Real

Why do I feel so alone Like everybody passing through the studio is in character As if he acting out a movie role Talking bullshit as if it was for you to know And I don't have the heart to give these bitch niggaz the cue to go So they stick around, kicking out feedback And I entertain it is if I need that I had a talk with my uncle and he agreed that My privacy about the only thing I need back But, It's hard thinkin in polite flows/ When Stephano Polato suits are your night clothes And Jordan sweat suits are you flight clothes And you still make it even when they say your flight close Eyes hurting from the camera phone light shows Life was so full, now the shit just been lypo'd Always said I'll say it all on the right track But in this game you only lose when you fight back Black diamond bracelets, showing you the basics I can't live and hold the camera someone got to tape this I make hits and like a bitch that's married, I ain't miss 24 hours from greatness, I'm that close Don't ever forget the moment you began to doubt Transitioning from fitting in to standing out Los Angeles, Cabanas, or Atlanta South Watch Hov's show, embarrassed to pull my camera out And my mother embarrassed to pull my Phantom out So I park about 5 houses down She say I shouldn't have it until I have the crown But I don't want to feel the need to wear disguises around So she wonders where my mind is, account's in the minus And yet I role around the fucking city like ya highness Got niggaz reacting without a sinus Cause what I'm working with is timeless And promoters trying to get me out to they club And say I have fun, but I can't imagine how Cause I just see my ex girl, standing with my next girl, standing with the girl that I'm fucking right now And shit can get weird, unless they all down And so I stay clear, we from a small town And everybody talks, and everybody listen And somehow the truth just always comes up missing I've always been something that these labels can't buy Especially if they trying to take a piece of my soul And Silvia be telling Taz damn Drake fly And he just be like silly motherfucker I know That was your bad, how can you pass up on 'em He just take them records and he gas up on 'em Wayne would probably put a million cash up on 'em Surprised no one ever put your ass up on 'em Oh they did Po, at least they tried to And that's what happen when you spitting what inside you But slip up and shoot the wrong fucking video And they think they can market you however they decide to Nah, before they told me to 'do me' And don't listen to anybody that knew me Cause to have known me, would mean that there's a new me And if you think I changed in the slightest could have fooled me Boy, and to my city I'm the Two Three Drug dealers live, vicariously through me I quit school and it's not because I'm lazy I'm just not the social type and campus life is crazy Understand, I could get money with my eyes closed Lost some of my hottest verses down in Cabo So If you find a blackberry with the side scroll Sell that motherfucker to any rapper that I know Cause they need it much more than I ever will I got new shit, I'm getting better still Little niggaz put my name in they verses Cause they girlfriend put my ass on a pedestal Future said cause it's Ye shit you better kill And I think this got that making of a legend feel Problem with these other niggaz they ain't never real Yea, it's all I can say