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You ain't sellin' me or none of these celebrities They blow up and tell the poor, do you remember me
They used to be like you, but now there better see
There saying you're out of touch if you say you ain't reppin' G
They stay chillin' with the moguls, billionaires that ain't vocal
You think they're still local, you buy the same album thinkin' they're the same guy
You must be brain fried, they got their feet up in the daytime
And at the same time you're working for a wage
Man are scammin' small artists out of money on the way
And they can't even see it's too late, the hood lost respect, they can see that it's fake
These man are livin' with a death wish, everybody sold their soul And I'm just showin' my perspective
In every city there's a money hungry, snow bunny or a fat honey All of them just want the money
I'd understand if you was thinkin' bout your kids
But them tits on your chest costin' more than their cribs
And your wigs every week you got another one
I bet your kids grow up and say about how they ain't comin' from a home That's supportive and a safe space
They like to smoke splits, watchin' their mum in the same place
So when you see him high on the ends
Remember why he's high with his friends, it's perspective
Get to know, get to understand, it's so real, 100% raw, leave it all in
Busy bein' blinded, perspective's got you good The way you're seein' this, you never thought that you should stop to look
Pay attention, no one else gon' pay it for you
Slide tackle, now there's other players on you
Nevertheless whip everything I step in Doin' God's work from the devil's perspective
Don't shoot the guy, he's only givin' a message Point proven, hopin' everyone gets it
If not, well the game's about to kick off A sentinel and he pulls his knife and gets his shit robbed
And nothin' on him, only his life he was left with Walked away a bigger man from his perspective
Ink spilt, bright red from the way I bleed Pitbull, red nose, ready to bite off the leash
Talk is cheap while I'm speakin' it Pull up to your crib, make myself at home
And then decide to leave with it That's the spliff I'm needin' it
I ain't really feelin' it, so if I'm spittin' Yeah, you best believe you're wheelin' it
This prick's tryna stay in some shit Press a couple buttons without hearin' it
Smack done, throw the mic, I'm clearin' it What's a couple thousand if you've never seen it
Shit is gettin' scenic, think to pinch yourself in case you're dreamin
Woke up with a death wish, let this be You can only see it from his perspective