Form Of Flattery

I’m sorry I can’t meet your approval

So please keep the hand claps

No need for a compliment

I can pat myself on the back

No dying for an award

You can keep the trophy

I could really care less

Whether any of y’all mother fuckers know me

Excuse my french pardon me

I don’t mean to steal your shine

Man I’ll be in this sun for so long

Lookin’ my way will just make you blind

All I need is the love

'Cause I can never have enough of that

You don’t have to try to be the man

When you the man

See I’m embedded

And your fifteen minutes are almost up

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I wish you would roll up

Don’t try me I’m not like him

Not like them

I wish you would roll up

I’m not him I’m not like them

Don’t try me

I’m not better than that

Form of flattery

You say he sound like me

You say they sound like me

I don’t need another whip

A nigga flyin’ now

I see you in the shadow

In motion without a paddle

Stop acting like a girlfriend

Stop acting like a freshman

If you’re surprised you’re here

It means you shouldn’t be here

No heart no glory

No pain no fear

It’s one thing to be hot

But that don’t make it a career

I’m embedded

And your fifteen minutes are almost up

I wish you would roll up

Don’t try me I’m not like him

Not like them

I wish you would roll up

I’m not him I’m not like them

Don’t try me

I’m not better than that

But I appreciate the form of flattery

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