Why do I feel so alone? 
Like everybody passing through the studio 
Is in character as if we acting out a movie role
Talking bullshit as if it was for you to know 
And I don't have the heart to give these 
Bitch ass niggas the cue to go 
So they stick around kicking out feedback 
And I entertain it as if I need that 
I had a talk with my uncle and he agreed that 
My privacy about the only thing I need back but 
It's hard to think of them polite flows 
Mr. Fano Poloto suits are your night clothes 
And Jordan sweat suits are your flight clothes 
And you still make it even when they say your flight closed 
Eyes hurting from the camera phone light shows 
Life was so full 
Now this shit just being lipo'd 
Always said I'd say it all on the right track 
But in this game you only lose when you fight back 
Black diamond bracelets 
Showing you the basics 
I can't live and hold the camara 
Someone gotta tape this 
I make hits unlike a bitch 
That's married I ain't miss 
24 hours from greatness 
I'm that close 
Don't ever forget the moment 
You began to doubt 
Transitioning from fitting in to standing out 
Los Angeles Cabanas or Atlanta South 
Watchin' whole show 
Embarrassed to pull my camera out 
And my mother embarrassed 
To pull my Phantom out 
So I park about 5 houses down 
She say I shouldn't have it until I have the crown 
But I don't wanna feel the need to wear disguises around 
So she wonder where my mind is accounts in the minus 
But yet I'm rolling round the fuckin' city like your highness 
Got niggas reactin' without a sinus 
'Cause what I'm working with is timeless 
And promoters try to get me out to they club 
They say I have fun but I can't imagine how 
'Cause I just seen my ex-girl 
Standing with my next girl 
Standing with the girl that I'm fuckin' right now 
And shit could get weird unless they all down 
And so I stay clear 

We from a small town 
Everybody talks and everybody listen 
But somehow the truth just always comes up missing 
I've always been something that these labels can't buy 
Especially if they tryin' to take a peice of my soul 
And Sylvia be tellin' Tez "Damn Drake fly" 
And he just be like "Silly mother fucker I know"
That was your bad 
How could you pass up on 'em? 
He just take them records 
And he gas up on 'em 
Wayne will prolly put a million cash up on 'em 
Surprised no one ever put your ass up on 'em 
Oh they did Po 
At least they tried to 
And that's what happens 
When you spitting what's inside you 
But slip up and shoot the wrong fucking video 
And they think they can market you 
However they decide to nahh 
But Forty told me to do me 
And don't listen to anybody that knew me 
'Cause to have known me would 
Mean that there's a new me 
And if you think I changed in the slightest 
Could of fooled me 
Boy in my city I'm da 2-3 
Drug dealers live vicariously through me 
I quit school and it's not because I'm lazy 
I'm just not the social type 
And campus life is crazy understand 
I could get money with my eyes closed 
Lost some of my hottest verses down in Cabo 
So if you find a Blackberry with the side scroll 
Sell that mothafucka to any rapper that I know 
'Cause they need it much more than I ever will
I got new shit 
I'm gettin' better still 
Little niggas put my name in they verses 
'Cause they girlfriend put my ass on a pedestal 
Future said 'cause this 'Ye shit you better kill 
And I think this got this "Making of a Legend" feel 
Problem with these other niggas they 
Ain't never real 
Yea that's all I can say