Big K.R.I.T. - American Rapstar lyrics

[Intro: Talking] An A&R once told me "you can determine the worth of a song within 15 seconds of it playing" With complete and utter lack of the fact that it takes takes all 3 minutes and 40seconds of a song To comprehend what I'm sayin' It ain't a single if it don't fly It ain't a hit if it don't ride Now he couldn't tell me the components of a smash but the ringtones were their all time high And a rappers only as big as his chain, the flashier the better [Chorus:] They say money make the World go round You never lost til you lose your crown And they don't love you till you're on the ground Or when you're maxing out your bank account Yeah, you do it all just to live the life Even if it means you don't live it right And even if it means you don't survive the night But if even if you do you won't survive the hype Of an American Rapstar [Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T] Push it to the limit just to get a fire wheel wood grain kitted Ride around town like I never lived in it Gun in my dash, pray I never k** with it I'm that real with it Got my eyes on the prize Bills still due, motherf** 9 to 5 Searching for a freak down to f** once or twice Wanna buy a bottle but I ain't paid my tithes This no lie, I got a vision and a master plan To hit the block and blow up like a Taliban Or make it where my plane never have to land Or make it where them lames never stand a chance sh**, you'll never know only time will tell It's either starve or you find a scale You either buying or you trying to sale You either fall or you grind the rails [Chorus] [Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T] So I just get it how I live Waiting on my moment, screaming f** how they feel Dodging jail cells and them pigs down to k** They shot Oscar Grant swear it gave a n***a chills Let's keep it real, if you ain't looking then your eyes closed Will I pay what I owe, only God knows I ain't for show, give me strength just to change what I can't And understand the difference between a n***a and the King that I am Gotta keep ya finger on the trigger Pac died, Biggie died, they ain't found the k**er Mama say she worried 'cause I rap about the Government And how the Church caked up while people out here struggling (it's real though) I just call it how it is folk I'm breathing for a reason, what you here for? They got us with the villains who are cheerful Cause they murdered all the heroes [Chorus]