(Verse 1)
[Joss Biggins]
Someone tell me what's real
Someone tell me what's fake
In this day n' age
I get paid to stage
To portray my page
On Facebook
Or snapchat
So my face look
Like you'd tap that
Señoritas-to call back
Like Bautista-at bat
And that's a home run
And we up three
That's money
Like curry
But Lucy's --- got a nice fee
It's pricey --- but try me
Can you pay the price?
I'm sure fame is nice?
Touring dames and ice?
Your name is made from vice
But damn homie you so cool
You mad phoney on pro tools
In the lab, homie you smoke fools
Must be bad only them weak loose
I ain't mad at that
I'm a fan of rap
Fame can get ya wack
So Why you chasing that
Imitating raps
Well
Carbon date the raps
sh**
Cause it's real
No censor it's real
The culture was appeal
To the soldiers in the field
sh** ain't over it's concealed
Pimped bu*terfly's revealed
Didn't stutter I'm for real!
(Chorus)
[Stevie Ross]
My momma sad
My daddy good
I'm just tryna' live my life in Hollywood
I know all these kids wanna be famous
On the road to riches could be dangerous
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
(Bridge)
[Stevie Ross]
And shawty with me because she know what I got what it takes
She don't wanna feel no heartbreak
She my angle
In poor health she there
Or else, she where?
With my back to the wall she backing me when it's no help!
In poor health she there
Or else, she where?
With my back to the wall she backing me when it's no help!
(Verse 2)
[Joss Biggins]
She the one that keep me straight
Main girl with no debate
Eating off the same plate
Waiting at my estate
But it ain't the aim to let em in
But you trying win
But I'm here to entertain
Wait I forgot cha name
Wait
Snapback - then I got it
It's ironic - cause I lost it
Too busy - with my projects
When really - love the object
You told - me boy you got it
Were my only - then I tossed it
Cause The game was calling my name
Became a ball player in vein
Planes to Belgium n' then Spain
But I'm still grinding girl with no fame
Designing time in my mind frame
Co-signing grinding into my name
But you ain't get that, I got parents that don't chit chat
I can't look back, cause they'll click clack
Once you admit that, you can't get back
(Chorus)
[Stevie Ross]
My momma sad
My daddy good
I'm just tryna' live my life in Hollywood
I know all these kids wanna be famous
On the road to riches could be dangerous
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
(Bridge)
[Stevie Ross]
And shawty with me because she know what I got what it takes
She don't wanna feel no heartbreak
She my angle
In poor health she there
Or else, she there
With my back to the wall she backing me when it's no help!
In poor health she there
Or else, she there
With my back to the wall she backing me when it's no help!