That Ain't Classy

You want it you need it, I got it, cuz this is how its goin down you want you need it, I got it They call me mr. negativity, call it how I see yes I'm back in the vicinity Bringing what you need plus all of the amenities Not what you consider thee, running the mill, running the drill, none of it's real, celebrity I dont let any of it get to me, I am more mystery, mentally and physically, Yeah I've seen the bright lights ever so vividly Party with the star types and mingle with the industry But geez, we don't need another hero, I relate to real people, not these self centered weirdo's Flamboyant wannabe, o so flashy, if you ask me that really isn't classy You never see me with my sunglasses on in the club dancing on the tables to my old song, getting buzzed And you never see me with a couple bottles of Chris trying to pick up on a chick Like bitch you want this? That ain't classy The radio's playing my song, And I got a record that put me on, But I still stay classy, Still stay classy, Still stay classy, I'ma do what I gotta do If you're not believing this song enough to hate them, Don't care what they're saying, I ain't changing That ain't classy, That ain't classy, That ain't classy, That ain't classy Oh, hey yo, my daily insecurities got me locked down like I'm sitting in security Getting locked down and it never did occurred to me, it presented perfectly verbally My certainties could turn into my currencies, you never see my shirt wide open With the chest hair blowing in the wind I know it You never see me loose it trying to justify my music At award shows cause I didn't win I know it I'm adamant, I won't become extravagant cause you're my management And the guys are ...with they havening I'm just an average man who happen to have a plan That might have the fun of who I am to attract the fan And don't be mad cause I never pop bottles I don't waste for money I save my money return and pop bottles Don't hate, wait, I ain't trying to say, I'm trying to get pay I'm trying to work earn the money I make, that's classy The radio's playing my song, And I got a record that put me on, But I still stay classy, Still stay classy, Still stay classy, I'ma do what I gotta do ... If you're not believing this song enough to hate them, Don't care what they're saying, I ain't changing That ain't classy, That ain't classy, That ain't classy, That ain't classy You want it you need it, I got it, you want you need it, I got it Yeah, now I'm the one making many beats, pumping in the trunk I'm the one smoking many trees, smoking in the club I'm the one getting loose, Friday night, having fun Spilling drinks on the wifey when I'm a little drunk That's classy, I guess some the author made them, I'm often hating cause they're all relating And I don't feel offended, everyone can say their peace I just really hate pretending so all you get is me, that's classy The radio's playing my song, And I got a record that put me on, But I still stay classy, Still stay classy, still stay classy, I'ma do what I gotta do ... If you're not believing this song enough to hate them, Don't care what they're saying, I ain't changing That ain't classy, That ain't classy, That ain't classy, That ain't classy You want it you need it, I got it, you want you need it, I got it.