Mickey Factz - Smoke Screen lyrics

[Hook] Trying to make it happen, caught up in the smoke screen x6 Caught up in the smoke screen, caught up in the smoke screen [Verse 1] Entertain, the dudes that came in the game with I don't hang with 7 different managers in the span of 8 years Now I manage myself and brother I ain't scared sh** is like the carnival though, my life ain't fair I'm feeling horrible bro, I'm getting gray hair, 31 About to go bald headed, 20-11 I did a record with John Legend The A&R said right before I play it He ain't a fan of the singer so he will probably hate it The smoke screen I see in front of me got me jaded How can I dominating the people that's ovulating, period Kay here we go, around people I feel alone nowhere to go I try to get a verse sh** it always the worst It's either I get the run around or they scared to tell me no It's a part of the game I can't hate They stab your back first and give you a hand shake You getting the plan b and finishing plan h Because all the powers that be neglected my fan base Damn dawg, in 0-8 I was the man dawg I had a plan y'all you don't understand boy But I'm clumsy and it slipped out my hands y'all I'ma get it back and that's word to my grandmoms [Hook] Caught in a daze, it's like smoke and mirrors Was all so strange, now the visions clearer f** your advice, don't try to tell me how to live my life Everything it seems, is not what it seems Lost in the scene, could have been a smoke screen Trying to make it happen, caught up in the smoke screen x6 Caught up in the smoke screen, caught up in the smoke screen [Verse 2] Here go the plot, people say they your friends but knowing they really not You're hoping to get ahead, you see them get to the top And once they get ahead, they act like they forgot, smoke screen Feeling like a dope fein, looking for a hit comparing that sh** to codeine Ask somebody to look me in the eyes tell me my flows mean Turn around and say somebody [?] Happen to keep it real, f** a casino Mickey really need a deal Bank account looking homeless, because I need a mill I feel like Morpheus lie when he gave me the pill, what's going on Marvin Gaye singing, I'm treating every night like it's holiday drinking Tell the label that I'm always in the studio they need to just give me a shot From the booths, call me Abe Lincoln, president It's evident, the evidence of these gentlemen is negligent I never win, I just want the fans to tell a friend, to tell a friend Be in a position to clear the smoke, settled in New air, cleared out, yeah I'm too scared to tear it out, I get new ears every new year With a few fears so I'm treated like new gear I wear em out [Hook] [Outro: Excerpt from the documentary Park Ave]