They come to my shows
I stay rocking the stage
It's just The rigmarole
They smile in my face
Tell me they lovin club.
Can I buy them a drink,
Or can I spot them some love.
Grabbing my arms,
Introduce me to friends,
Tryna act like they know me
When we really just met.
It's just part of the hustle
It's the company you keep.
You can lay with the dogs
And get up with fleas.
You can be a lone wolf
Or Blend with the sheep.
You can build someone else
Or you can follow your dreams
I'm on the highway doing a buck 80
You on the streets
Trying to make a buck 80
Back stabbers with their
Smile And their waves
Trying to put their hands out
As soon as your paid
Wanting something for nothing
Or scheming to take
What you think are you homies
Are really just fakes.
They show up like splinters
When the hard work is done
You'll be sweating it off
And they'll just come for the fun.
So when you Chopin it up
And networking the game,
Just watch out for the haters,
They just around for your name.
To the ones that are true,
You can come to the top,
We can share it together,
It's not a throne that I want.
Just love and support,
Not friends or the fans
But when it's all of us together,
it's my fam til the end.
Speech answering machine- it's a cold world son! You need to go out there and be somebody! You need to take it and don't give it away to no one! Never let them soak off your hard work! This is your time! Your money! Let them earn theirs!
