Not Really Famous Justin Stone

[Verse 1]
If I'ma flex I'ma do this shit like "Wow, I'm so proud"
No cheques, no fans at my show kinda hurt like Ow, like ow
I'ma stay locked up in my penthouse, do you really think I worry about a bitch now?
Do you really think I'ma pick up your call?
Hell nah motherfucker, sit down
I thought I would be happy
Looks like y'all got me, fall asleep in the lobby
Marriot discounts, shoutout to my bro bro, couple people know me
Never want a photo
It's cool, no sweat
I don't even know what's left
Think I should take my meds for OCD like what is rest, oh
Can't tell you that last week I was only happy
Was supposed to blow up, I guess I'm just average
I compare myself, I feel small no lying
I don't trust y'all, stab my back so fuck you too, I'm done with trying

[Chorus]
I'm not famous, I'm just playing
I don't feel worth the cash, all the cash that I've been making
No self-worth, no respect, got some trauma, fuck my ex
Take a shot like this might help, can't live like that
Yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Guess I'm not really famous
Guess I'm not really famous
Guess I'm not really famous