Best Kept Secret - The Perfect Plan lyrics

[Clip, from Jerry Seinfeld] It's the perfect plan So inspired, so devious yet so simple This is what I do [Verse 1 - Wale] Listen, these n***as is tripping These n***as been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics Soulja Boy Tell 'Em did better then the regular But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone Nah, nah, these n***as is lunching If we think of success as only measured by your money Cuz money never lasts, in fact it's only last On the list of impactful things one can ask for So, with that, we need us a plan Respect has grown inferior to f**ing soundscan If that don't sound bad you should ban me I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy Admire my mind, admire what I write Cause hype gets you Rick Mirer'd every single time But nah, he is quite different Cause his hype and talent still manage to equivilate They are not legitimate enough to belittle us It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist So I gotta pitch them this, for a better outcome You say the art's dying, nah brother buy a album, The Plan [Verse 2 - Wale] These n***as is lazy These n***as complain about Wayne, Kanye and Jay-Z These n***as is bothered, these critics be talking We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from But rather than singing non praise the dude Rasie the bar to a level unattainable n***as download that cause they scared to do What the Soulja Boy fans be prepared to do What the B5 fans get their mother to do Them cowboy country singers going forever recoup It ain't nothing too you, but sh** it's something to me I mean it's something to we, artists, it's something to eat So if we come with the peace or we run with the piece Giving n***as the piece of mind to put it to beats Now the first week sales can't hardly compete This is a market of beats, this is the end of the glow That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes I just rap cause I'm posed to, n***a this what I know I conclude, buy my music no more free downloads They can't steal my quotes, can't steal my show sh** I bought them tracks, stupid b**h I'm broke And you live with your folks, wifi-ing it up Find a couple of blog sites to finish it up Tuesdays used to matter now the only thing that happens is You, you and you're saying "sh**, I been had that sh** I been heard that n***as been working Hurricane clapping, lyricism ain't working I mean it's been working but we don't get support like orphans So now this work's been worthless Now if you give us a chance They say hip-hop's dead, I believe it's just the fans It's The Plan [Clip, from Jerry Seinfeld] It's the perfect plan So inspired, so devious yet so simple This is what I do