Heard was missin' me Heard you dissin' me Well, yeah,
1] I remember wishin' I could sit at the Grammys J and B and Rihanna and Chris, be of the clique Second guess and all my shit like, "Do I really fit?" 3 Grammys later, I guess I must be good at this Way, way back in school I was to as the weird one But they deny that music when it hit their ear drums See 'fore they knew I can sing, ignored by the bad Suddenly they're me vagina like, "Have some" Suddenly I'm famous, rich, I'm rich and famous Suddenly the is tellin' me my music dope 10 years later, several million albums Catch me at these niggas like they told a joke They doin' to go viral Sell they soul and dignity for likes though Tried to tell 'em if one thing that I know Is they key to your survival is that you be humble
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2] Who is this nigga think he on Ne-Yo? Get the fuck over yourself, check ego I change, I evolved, get it right I wrote a song and it changed your whole of the Gentlemen, it made them pull their pants up Made them wanna dress nice, 'em get a haircut Then I transform into more than R&B I became and that's where they couldn't follow me shit way too crazy Popped a AC You's a one trick Not my fallen is a mansion Much room for I the mansion In one room, just I am Grey Poupon, I'm Evian, I'm high brow Been inspirin' these dudes for a now Never said it I never thought I had to But since talkin' shit, I'm glad to, nigga, be humble