WHAT'S GOIN ON WITH "C"
i feel like he's spittin' every emotion and thought i've been havin' lately.
Why do I feel so alone?
Like everybody passing through the studio
Is in character as if he acting out a movie role
Talkin’ bullshit as if it were for you to know and
I don’t have the heart to give these bitch niggas the cue to go
So they stick around kicking out feedback and
I entertain it as 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 to think of them polite flows
When Stefano Pellato suits are your night clothes and
Jordan sweatsuits are your flight clothes and you still make it
Even when they say your flight closed
Eyes hurting from the camera phone light shows
Life was so full now that shit just been lightfold
Always said I’d 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 gotta tape this
I make hits and like a bitch that’s married I ain’t missed
24 hours from greatness—I’m that close
Don’t ever forget the moment you began to doubt
Transitioning from fittin’ in to standin’ out
Los Angeles cabanas or Atlanta south
Watchin’ Hov’s show embarrassed to pull my camera out and
My mother embarrassed to pull my Phantom out
So I park 5 about houses down
She say I shouldn’t have it until I have the crown but
I don’t wanna feel the need to wear disguises around
So she wonder where my mind is, account’s in the minus but
Yet I’m rollin’ round the city like a fuckin’ highness
Got niggas reactin’ without a sinus
Cause what I’m working with is timeless and
Promoters tryna get me out to they club and
Say I’ll have fun but I can’t imagine how
Cause I just seen my ex-girl standing with my next girl
Standing with the girl that I’m fuckin’ right now and
Shit could 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 tryna take a piece of my soul and
Sylvia be tellin’ Tez, damn Drake fly and
He just be like silly mothafucka I know
That was your bad—how could you pass up on him?
He just take them records and he gas up on em’
Wayne would prolly put a million cash up on him
Surprised no one ever put your ass up on him
Oh they did po—at least they tried to and
That’s what happen when you spittin what’s inside you but
Slip up and shoot the wrong fuckin’ video and
They think they can market you however they decide to
Nah, but 40 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 coulda fooled me
Boy
To my city, I’m the 2-3
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 in Cabo
So if you find a Blackberry with the side scroll, sell that mothafucka
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 niggas put my name in they verses
Cause they girlfriends put my ass on a pedastill
Future said cause this Ye shit, you better kill and
I think this got that making of a legend feel
Problem with these other niggas
They ain’t never real
Yeah
That’s all I can say
Like everybody passing through the studio
Is in character as if he acting out a movie role
Talkin’ bullshit as if it were for you to know and
I don’t have the heart to give these bitch niggas the cue to go
So they stick around kicking out feedback and
I entertain it as 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 to think of them polite flows
When Stefano Pellato suits are your night clothes and
Jordan sweatsuits are your flight clothes and you still make it
Even when they say your flight closed
Eyes hurting from the camera phone light shows
Life was so full now that shit just been lightfold
Always said I’d 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 gotta tape this
I make hits and like a bitch that’s married I ain’t missed
24 hours from greatness—I’m that close
Don’t ever forget the moment you began to doubt
Transitioning from fittin’ in to standin’ out
Los Angeles cabanas or Atlanta south
Watchin’ Hov’s show embarrassed to pull my camera out and
My mother embarrassed to pull my Phantom out
So I park 5 about houses down
She say I shouldn’t have it until I have the crown but
I don’t wanna feel the need to wear disguises around
So she wonder where my mind is, account’s in the minus but
Yet I’m rollin’ round the city like a fuckin’ highness
Got niggas reactin’ without a sinus
Cause what I’m working with is timeless and
Promoters tryna get me out to they club and
Say I’ll have fun but I can’t imagine how
Cause I just seen my ex-girl standing with my next girl
Standing with the girl that I’m fuckin’ right now and
Shit could 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 tryna take a piece of my soul and
Sylvia be tellin’ Tez, damn Drake fly and
He just be like silly mothafucka I know
That was your bad—how could you pass up on him?
He just take them records and he gas up on em’
Wayne would prolly put a million cash up on him
Surprised no one ever put your ass up on him
Oh they did po—at least they tried to and
That’s what happen when you spittin what’s inside you but
Slip up and shoot the wrong fuckin’ video and
They think they can market you however they decide to
Nah, but 40 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 coulda fooled me
Boy
To my city, I’m the 2-3
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 in Cabo
So if you find a Blackberry with the side scroll, sell that mothafucka
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 niggas put my name in they verses
Cause they girlfriends put my ass on a pedastill
Future said cause this Ye shit, you better kill and
I think this got that making of a legend feel
Problem with these other niggas
They ain’t never real
Yeah
That’s all I can say
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