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IT AIN'T WHAT U THINK IT IS
IT AIN'T WHAT U THINK IT IS
Whys everybody on my shit
Whys everyone at me for my tips,
I've put in my own work
I've paid my own dues,
Why's my boy
Wanna bomb on me to,
Theres a time to step off
Step the fuck away,
Back the fuck up
Before a catastrophy gets made,
A lil misunderstandin
Can turn into alot,
Espicially when u gotta shit
And cant find the pot,
What's really goin on
Are yall fuckin blind,
Thinkin Im doin good
Yall dun lost yalls damn mind,
Open your eyes
And see whats really there,
Walk behind the scenes
And you'll find this dream is a nightmare,
It sucks to be the man
When thats what ur pertrayed,
Ain't nothin but stress, stress, stress
Every motherfuckin day,
I'd take it back
The whole fuckin thing,
Cause were I'm standin
There aint no bling,
Just anger and irritation
Over somethin thats out my hands,
Yea it sux for the most part
When your the man,
It gets old as hell
Being tugged at from all angles,
Hell the angles turn to tangles
And the tangles get tangled,
Wadded up and wrapped up
Smacked and jaw-jacked,
Not for what it had
But for what it lacked,
This might just be
The final run of my time,
It's clear to me
This must be the sign,
Its long over due
Im ready to stand down,
And let someone else get screwed down,
Haha have at it
It's damn sure all you,
What u waitin on
There's just so much free shit to do,
But dont call me cause
It aint what u thought it'd be,
You'll find out for yourself
Just wait and you'll see!
