[Intro: Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah
Yeah
Nickel
Turn the beat up a bit [?]
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm stressed out so much I'm like, "Why stress it?"
Am I selfish for asking myself, "Would
You rather count money or count blessings?"
Now that's a wild question
Fame turned my life upside down, I guess it was meant to be
Like passing Beyoncé a Tic-Tac, and that ain't a diss
This way more to me than a diss track
Jay-Z is God to me
Nas is God to me
Eminem is like B.I.G. and Pac to me
And if you disagree I hope you bleed hypocrisy
And this'll be the realest shit I ever wrote
Shoutout to all the crazy bitches
I've been involved with
Thank y'all for making my wife a crazier bitch than y'all bitches
Y'all might've lost me, but y'all win
And this'll be the realest shit I ever wrote
Now let's talk about the BET Awards
When Kanye went to the podium for the win
And mentioned everyone in the same category as him but me and Em
He said they motivated him and normally that would be ammo to hate on him
But that ain't my M.O!
My M.O. is to be mo' motivatin'
This new-wave culture is so cultivatin'
Where the fuck do I fit in?
And this'll be the realest shit I ever wrote
I've succumb so much to this game I feel sorrow
I answer more questions about the 40 and Game squabble
Than I answer questions that I ask myself
"Are you a good father?"
The answer's, "Well... fuck this
Royce got a game tomorrow"
I ain't gotta spell out the offers
If being famous means speaking to people in offices
Over being there for your sons and daughters...
I'm off this...
I know the last couple of lines kinda fell out of the pocket
But I don't give a fuck! Let me tell you this:
When was the last time you copped some shit
Where it actually came out of your pocket?
Answer that! If I got to answer questions from you
You got to answer questions from me!
I'm fucking my whole life up for you, answer this question:
"What the fuck are you doing for me?", answer that!
Still I love my fans, even though y'all looking at me like I'm just a drunk nigga
That's just throwing up behind shit, blowing up, but nigga I ain't throwing up shit but my hands
And this is just me growing up
Courtney Artesia, Kino and Vish, please support me I need ya
But in reality an artist is supposed to be supported by easels
But in the meanwhile, I'm just supported by evil
Yeah
Yeah
Nickel
Turn the beat up a bit [?]
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm stressed out so much I'm like, "Why stress it?"
Am I selfish for asking myself, "Would
You rather count money or count blessings?"
Now that's a wild question
Fame turned my life upside down, I guess it was meant to be
Like passing Beyoncé a Tic-Tac, and that ain't a diss
This way more to me than a diss track
Jay-Z is God to me
Nas is God to me
Eminem is like B.I.G. and Pac to me
And if you disagree I hope you bleed hypocrisy
And this'll be the realest shit I ever wrote
Shoutout to all the crazy bitches
I've been involved with
Thank y'all for making my wife a crazier bitch than y'all bitches
Y'all might've lost me, but y'all win
And this'll be the realest shit I ever wrote
Now let's talk about the BET Awards
When Kanye went to the podium for the win
And mentioned everyone in the same category as him but me and Em
He said they motivated him and normally that would be ammo to hate on him
But that ain't my M.O!
My M.O. is to be mo' motivatin'
This new-wave culture is so cultivatin'
Where the fuck do I fit in?
And this'll be the realest shit I ever wrote
I've succumb so much to this game I feel sorrow
I answer more questions about the 40 and Game squabble
Than I answer questions that I ask myself
"Are you a good father?"
The answer's, "Well... fuck this
Royce got a game tomorrow"
I ain't gotta spell out the offers
If being famous means speaking to people in offices
Over being there for your sons and daughters...
I'm off this...
I know the last couple of lines kinda fell out of the pocket
But I don't give a fuck! Let me tell you this:
When was the last time you copped some shit
Where it actually came out of your pocket?
Answer that! If I got to answer questions from you
You got to answer questions from me!
I'm fucking my whole life up for you, answer this question:
"What the fuck are you doing for me?", answer that!
Still I love my fans, even though y'all looking at me like I'm just a drunk nigga
That's just throwing up behind shit, blowing up, but nigga I ain't throwing up shit but my hands
And this is just me growing up
Courtney Artesia, Kino and Vish, please support me I need ya
But in reality an artist is supposed to be supported by easels
But in the meanwhile, I'm just supported by evil
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