Rashad & Confidence - Let Me Explain lyrics

[Verse 1] A young cat planning ways to get the paper then blow Thinking that this rap game'll give him fame and some dough Frustrated with his job cause the wagers are low He's out for stardom, nice clothes and chains that glow He started out with writing some conscious lyrics in his raps Innocent kid who never slumped pistols and gats Who never got arrested for committing felony acts Going to school, staying disciplined and detached From the streets where salesmen stay flipping them packs But day and night he let his ink leak on the page Imagining recieving praise while emceeing on stage And as the years creep in, his dreams seem to fade Confused cause he ain't got a record deal at this age Now he's considering illegitimate schemes to get paid So we can move out the hood and leave somewhere a seed could be raised Whoever thought being an emcee would be this stressful Record companies always seem to reject his demo Saying he ain't commercial enough to be succesful His only option now is to settle in the ghetto Or make records about materials and packing metal Which isn't really his personality type to M.O But might land him a deal with a Rollie and a bezel So how you gon' react when stardom begins to tempt you? Stay true to self or compromise with the devil? [Hook] You got the glamour, the glitz, the fortune and fame But was it worth the sacrifice for the portion you gained? You live the high life, and now it's taking a toll But that's the price you got to pay for forsaking your soul But wait a second, give me time to explain Women and fast cars and diamond rings could poison a rap star But wait a second, give me time to explain Women and fast cars and diamond rings could poison a rap star [Verse 2] So the decision was made and now you sealed your faith Only concerned with going platinum and the mills you make You chose the path, but it was out of pure desperation Thinking you might get rid of all the stress that you were facing But as a result the pressure is only escalating You used to drop j**els in your rhymes, educating Now the image of a thug is what your pen is portraying So you could get some royalty checks while your record is playing You a little too obsessed with the attention you gaining And maybe getting money is why your perception is changing Plus your friends are saying you're living foul and reckless Sleeping with groupie chicks who always surround your presence Your girl found out and now she's moving out your residence Took your child, split your bank accounts and investments People that you call your friends got foul intentions They only stick around when they see you counting presidents But you don't care, you're just enjoying your success at this Living out the dream you write about in your sentences A little fame and you haven't been the same ever since But now your whole music career is losing relevance Forcing you to wake up and come back to your senses Got you looking back thinking how much you regretted this sh** You came from the bottom and you travelled far Only to see the fast life could poison a rap star [Hook]