Don’t try and finesse me, baby I know the game
The more things are different, the more they stay the same
And this isn’t coming out of a bitter place
But you’re on a crumbling foundation like it’s section 8.
No disrespected intended, no confrontations needed
Trying to find a woman that would love all my pieces
The good and the bad, the strengths and the weakness
They say I’m a dog, but we’re not bringing out the leashes
People trying drain the happiness, we’re bringing out the leeches
Had me on my knees, crying out to Jesus
Asking what exactly I did to deserve it
But I pick myself up, of course no one’s perfect.
Kings of the story, out here dying for glory
The Boy meets world, they got a Topanga for my Cory?
Nothing was the same and of course I took a loss
Wanted to be a king, of course that had a cost
So I silently solider on, carrying all my burdens
Working on my poker face, you can’t tell that I’m nervous
They want a piece of the pie, I just want the pie.
I don’t just have my head in the clouds, I’m trying to own the sky
I been through the pain, took hits to my pride
I have a lot on my plate because I wasn’t satisfied with the sides
So I complained less, and I let that hurt go.
Only the family matters, like I’m Urkel
Can’t let these haters try and feast on my dreams
So I keep my life private, including all the schemes.
Got these folks on my radar, can’t fool myself again.
Because sometimes the worst enemies are your friends.