Say What's Real

Why do I feel so alone?

Like everybody passing through the studio

Is in character as if we 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 ass 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

Mr. Fano Poloto suits are your night clothes

And Jordan sweat suits 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 this shit just being lipo'd

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 camara

Someone gotta tape this

I make hits unlike 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

Watchin' whole 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 wanna feel the need to wear disguises around

So she wonder where my mind is accounts in the minus

But yet I'm rolling round the fuckin' city like your highness

Got niggas reactin' without a sinus

'Cause what I'm working with is timeless

And promoters try to get me out to they club

They say I 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 get weird unless they all down

And so I stay clear

We from a small town

Everybody talks and everybody listen

But somehow the truth just always comes up missing

I've always been something that these labels can't buy

Especially if they tryin' to take a peice of my soul

And Sylvia be tellin' Tez "Damn Drake fly"

And he just be like "Silly mother fucker I know"

That was your bad

How could you pass up on 'em?

He just take them records

And he gas up on 'em

Wayne will prolly 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 happens

When you spitting what's inside you

But slip up and shoot the wrong fucking video

And they think they can market you

However they decide to nahh

But Forty 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 of fooled me

Boy in my city I'm da 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 down 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 gettin' better still

Little niggas put my name in they verses

'Cause they girlfriend put my ass on a pedestal

Future said 'cause this 'Ye shit you better kill

And I think this got this "Making of a Legend" feel

Problem with these other niggas they

Ain't never real

Yea that's all I can say