| Now please don’t believe what you see on TV
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| The chains and the vehicles these MCs be
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| Puttin' in they videos seem all steazy
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| But seem is the key word there, believe me
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| It’s all just smoke and mirrors, shit ain’t what it appears
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| Rental chains along with the gold veneers
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| Just so it’s clear, car they whippin' on screen, that ain’t what they drove in
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| here
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| In the crib like they own that shit
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| Throwin' bread around like they made all that money
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| While they actin' like a pimp ‘round all these chicks
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| But every model on set been paid to act slutty
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| So ain’t all that funny? |
| Now you all know
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| That everything that glitter ain’t gold
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| And every rapper sayin' that they spendin' that dough
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| Are only doin' so until it gets repoed
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| Say it ain’t so
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| Say it ain’t so, showin' y’all if you ain’t know
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| Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold
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| Woah, say it ain’t so, tellin' you the way shit go
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| Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold
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| I be, crack a lash at you frauds on IG
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| First class combo, but you fly cheap
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| So why is you talkin' fly to me?
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| I’m way ahead of you and walkin' out of reach of them short arms
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| You can’t touch me, it must be ugly to see me up and living lovely
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| You rusty, might need to do new tools
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| We controllin' the game, I’m talkin' voodoo crew
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| I got a chance to peep under your hood, it wasn’t good
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| Say it ain’t so, yo' fans just ain’t know
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| It’s so many places that you can’t go
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| Even when you grew up, damn, I thought you blew up
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| Guess you ain’t got the respect you said you had
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| Shittin' on all of the people who fed your ass
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| Get a look in the mirror and never knowin' what’s next
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| You made cash but your soul is in debt
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| Help me say it ain’t so
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| Say it ain’t so, showin' y’all if you ain’t know
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| Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold
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| Woah, say it ain’t so, tellin' you the way shit go
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| Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold
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| Ridas, bitches, lobster dinners
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| Multi-million dollar villas
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| Whips and diamonds, lots of scrilla
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| Photoshoppin', croppin'
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| Racks, rubber bands
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| Pinky rings on both they hands
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| Private jet to a crib on the sand
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| Till they get the knock from that repo man
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| Say it ain’t so
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| Say it ain’t so, showin' y’all if you ain’t know
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| Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold
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| Woah, say it ain’t so, tellin' you the way shit go
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| Woah, say it ain’t so, everything that glitter ain’t gold, woah |