For Show Fa Sho (feat. Sidney Breedlove)

How your shit still the same but it feel right Anything for the fame that ain't real life Know you come wit all them games Know you should be ashamed I'm just doing my thang, that's in real life Always playing but don't got nun to show They on't own they displaying it for show Got racks still broke that's fa sho Need a hand cause I bet they ain't know If they ain't got it I do I been really on the move They be on my nerves but I keep it cool Never get confused, never play the fool, got me in the mood For that crazy thing that she do When she move that make me oooh And I like that nail color too Girl you know what I'm talking 'bout They ain't hearing what I'm saying they can walk it out Know that I ain't with the games I don't talk a lot They be staying in they lane ain't no coming out You just really need a man who can switch it up I ain't really in to lies only facts though I just really run it up where they lack though I just fuck her like she ain't got no backbone Then I'm running to the cheese call it lactose I ain't on no fuck shit I'm chilling today You want it come get it you feeling some way Tell your nigga quit trippin that shit in the way You know this shit different the end of the day How your shit still the same but it feel right Anything for the fame that ain't real life Know you come wit all them games Know you should be ashamed I'm just doing my thang, that's in real life Always playing but don't got nun to show They on't own they displaying it for show Got racks still broke that's fa sho Need a hand cause I bet they ain't know All that petty lil flexin wit all a dem digits And granny she been then had showed me the difference Said that ain't money, was damn near offended Back then I was young and I really ain't get it Wait till she find out I finally did it They finally tending my shows And sending me clothes, for the free Everything for the cheap When you put in that work you gone sow what you reap Member times wore the same clothes for a week Never did leave in the studio sleep Angel all on my back since my momma deceased Thought I was hard before, but now they really can't compete And now the game looking sweet And why your dame look in heat Free game for the weak lames in the streets When you do your thang keep it neat And I break your neck before I break a sweat Cause we don't disrespect You gotta dish respect just to get respect But if I intercept when you interject then that means just a sec It's hard to accept When these niggas they slept and you feel you the best Ain't tryna access Only got one question How your shit still the same but it feel right Anything for the fame that ain't real life Know you come wit all them games Know you should be ashamed I'm just doing my thang, that's in real life Always playing but don't got nun to show They on't own they displaying it for show Got racks still broke that's fa sho Need a hand cause I bet they ain't know