Bolo Tie (feat. YG)

I never won the spelling bee

I could read people's energy

Listened to what had been said to me

Heard their voices in elementary

That I wouldn't amount to anything

Oh girl, she used to vent to me

Like if we just had a nice house and a mortgage

And a front lawn and a fuckin' wedding ring

I danced in Paris, shed my shell

Swam in oceans, felt the scales

Put my CD in Starbucks, it did not sell

Get the CD out the car trunk and did it myself

These piano keys hold some weight

In a bolo tie I escort my date

She ordered shrimp scampi on a porcelain plate

The accordion played, I put my fork in a steak

Afternoons need a coffee boost

Attitude needs a confidence boost

Yeah, I'm sort of the dude

But where's the self-esteem

When the costume's removed

Thanks for the invite, can't make it

I could blame it on a flight to Vegas

But truth be told, rather not socialize

And go and waste my time with an acquaintance

These relationships need maintenance

Everybody got expectations

Text back so impatient

Where were you when I was an inpatient?

Motherfucker you ain't my accountant

You don't know what I'm doing

Focusing on what I'm giving back

Man, make better music

Fuck preaching on top of the mountain

People can see through it

Keeping my name in your mouth

Just don't bite your tongue while you chew it

Exactly, I got the man of the year

Source Magazine was like our Vanity Fair

In a mansion, picking out a chandelier

But got a bone to pick with the man in the mirror

Questioning the purchase while I'm standing there

Questioning the purpose of my rap career

Thinkin' man, what the hell happened here?

Feels like yesterday in a van packing gear

What am I gonna go and give back this year?

There's a whole lot of struggling rappers here

Want a co-sign and a whole track this year

If you know motherfuckers start acting weird

Lot of backstabbers and some actors here

Lot of has-beens and overreactors here

I remember laughing and cracking beers

Now I climbed the ladder and you're mad I'm here

Motherfucker you ain't my accountant

You don't know what I'm doing

Focusing on what I'm giving back

Man, make better music

Fuck preaching on top of the mountain

People can see through it

Keeping my name in your mouth

Just don't bite your tongue while you chew it

Motherfucker, I'm gone

Judging me off my past

You don't see what I'm doing

When I got shot that was headline news

Y'all used me for views, I ain't stupid

'Cause what about all the good?

The nonprofit for the kids in the hood

That ain't got no option in them shelter homes plottin'

Shit, I'm just doing what I should

They must want no one to know

'Cause they don't put that on the news, bro

They entertained by the culture, they vultures

They suck us like leaches till we broke

But, I know the game so I play it like chess

Act like a square but really be the threat

The next time my name in the press

Talk about how YG gave them kids Christmas

Motherfucker you ain't my accountant

You don't know what I'm doing

Focused on what I'm giving back

Make good music

Preaching on top of the mountain

People can see through it

Keeping my name in your mouth

Just don't bite your tongue while you chewing

Motherfucker, I'm gone

Fuck, hey, woo

Motherfucker, I'm gone

Hey, where'd he go though?

Motherfucker, I'm gone

I am the victim, not the motherfuckin' suspect

He's gone

Gone