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I'm out to be the best me that I can be Working on my craft day in and out You know that's what I'm about No, I'm not aiming to become famous I just wanna play and sing this The only competition I see is myself I got a tunnel vision kinda like a telescope And I'm looking at And I'm picking at Everything that I can do to become better I see a lot of people I hear a lot of things they're talking about diamond rings, money things I guess that happens when you hit the top become unsatisfied with everything That you already got You say it's all about the music but mess around with girls who do it Yeah, you lied to your fans I'm singing from my shadow you can call that shade My verse is straight and my flow is hard I paint my songs like a work of art I never grew up listening to other stuff You could say I'm kind of different Maybe just a bluff But let me tell you I am 100 percent reality I ain't dancing around in a fantasy, no Only sea that I'll be dancing in is a sea of fans in a sold out MSG Maybe a year or two, maybe a year or three It doesn't phase me, honestly Even if I don't make it by then I'll still be doing shows so I'll make it in the end yeah And if you think I'm irrelevant well then I must be relevant 'Cause you took the time to listen to my song That I wrote on my bed in my bedroom I don't sing for a backtrack I write songs in my snapback I don't care what they say I'm keeping it real kinda like in A Capella I don't hook up with strangers I've got class and respect I don't care what they say keeping it real kinda like in A Capella A Capella A-A Capella A Capella A-A Capella A Capella A-A Capella Keeping it real kinda like in A Capella Sometime I need to focus on myself and what I need sometime I feel like my mind is on it's own kind of speed but I guess that the way it goes when you try to write like a beast This is my feast Don't ever classify me as a rapper I spit a little bit and I can talk fast but that's it I ain't about the gold chains Ain't about the fake girls Ain't about the high life Ain't about the money See my lyrics are different They come alive the minute I start to sing them I would say that I put my soul all up in them But I am a ginger you know how that goes My world comes together the moment my pen hits the paper like I'm a jail breaker but I have committed no crime To be charged for, you see me in bars But don't know what I stand for I don't sing for a backtrack I write songs in my snapback I don't care what they say I'm keeping it real kinda like in A Capella I don't hook up with strangers I've got class and respect I don't care what they say keeping it real kinda like in A Capella A Capella A-A Capella A Capella A-A Capella A Capella A-A Capella Keeping it real kinda like in A Capella Wait My finger bleed when I pluck strings I was never raised to play this guitar with a pick thing at times people say I sound British when I say things When I say things Say things Now they coming to me Asking if I wanna be the next big thing I'm the next best thing buddy You better get your facts straight I don't need a record label to label my true talent great 'Cause if the people like it then the people buy it Why would I wanna hire another writer to take it higher Foolish like the gold that you place in my hands That's fool's gold And I'm not fooled by this fame game This twitter game, it's so lame 'Cause I'm verified on the inside I don't need a blue check to be satisfied, ah Break strings when I play this Take names when I play this Take notes when I play this Break strings when I play this Take names when I play this Take notes when I play this Break strings when I play this Take names when I play this Take notes when I play this Break strings when I play this Take names when I play this Take notes when I play this You already know I don't sing for a backtrack I write songs in my snapback And I don't care what they say I'm keeping it real kinda like in A Capella I don't hook up with strangers I've got class and respect And I don't care what they say And I don't care what they say 'Cause I'm keeping it real Keeping it real kinda like in A Capella
Writer(s): Chase Goehring Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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