
Tell Me What It’s Like XV (Ft. D. Black)
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[Hook] [XV]:
So I heard you getting out there, finally getting shine
Your CD coming out, yeah?!
Tell me what it's like
Tell me what it's like
Tell me what it's like
I seen you on that TV, that article was nice
Red carpets, white parties
Tell me what it's like
What it's like nigga?!
Tell me what it's like
[Verse One] [XV]:
Well oh well, I promise to tell no tales
This game ain't what it's cracked up to be, LOL
Seinfeld
Is canned laughter to this rapper
Even fans be bugging (how?)
Like Stan spelled backwards
Watching my back like a man ran backwards
Never hit the trees, stay away from them trappers
Can't go out to parties
People who know me make people who don't know me uncomfy
And that ain't fun for nobody
I keep my circle tight like a virgin
Cause certain niggas I let in come out to be spy niggas working
And that's why I ain't got no friends
Picture a nigga trying to separate me from my paper like recycling bins
And I ain't signing, I'm making music I wanna make
And ladies is just frosting on the doe like funnel cakes
Sometimes I wanna break
Like Crazy Legs
But it's cool cause it was a long road to make it here
So I heard you getting out there, finally getting shine
Your CD coming out, yeah?!
Tell me what it's like
Tell me what it's like
Tell me what it's like
I seen you on that TV, that article was nice
Red carpets, white parties
Tell me what it's like
What it's like nigga?!
Tell me what it's like
[Verse One] [XV]:
Well oh well, I promise to tell no tales
This game ain't what it's cracked up to be, LOL
Seinfeld
Is canned laughter to this rapper
Even fans be bugging (how?)
Like Stan spelled backwards
Watching my back like a man ran backwards
Never hit the trees, stay away from them trappers
Can't go out to parties
People who know me make people who don't know me uncomfy
And that ain't fun for nobody
I keep my circle tight like a virgin
Cause certain niggas I let in come out to be spy niggas working
And that's why I ain't got no friends
Picture a nigga trying to separate me from my paper like recycling bins
And I ain't signing, I'm making music I wanna make
And ladies is just frosting on the doe like funnel cakes
Sometimes I wanna break
Like Crazy Legs
But it's cool cause it was a long road to make it here
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