Look, I don't need your blessing to do whatever I loveBut I want the credit I'm doin that's all the sameI know I don't need your attention to get a buzz but that shit is like a drug I can feel it in my veinsI can see how people change when they get itDidn't know the ego and the claim came wit it but the pain stays hiddenHappy on the outside, pose for the cameras, started at the heart let it grow like cancer and you don't know how to fix itSame shit different day no complaints tho the only focus gettin paid Throw a lotta money yeah they hope it goes awayIf it don't I'll prolly smoke until I end up in the grave, can you dig itThis'll only take a minuteThis'll only take a minuteTryna keep a long story shortBefore I even get to finish, they be like:
