No Lie

ThelastFanatic.m4a

My own bro, the person I grew up with when I moved to New York, dissed me. Secret animosity and hidden jealousy for years when all it could have been was a simple conversation. He held on to a false narrative for years and now im responding.

“Wannabe Famous”

I’m in contact like a spray tan
POV’s we throwing 1 in clubs
Caught my Ray-Bans
I’m serious nigga
I’m hard at hearing
Still ran down my dreams
I was 19 brought my dogs to Cali
And then I watched em switch
I was glad I ain’t bring you hating ass
When I bought my wrist
I was glad them niggas bailed out on me
When it was time to hit
Heavy breathing
Late night talks with God
I still fight demons
When I drop
Them niggas sit and listen
It’s sum like public speaking

Been in storms without my coat
Been in water that sink boat
Maybach truck on float
She like Wall I never seen a goat

I’m the one that’s chose
Cause Lord He knows my bro still trapping boos
Now Lou Vuitton mix match with Gucci fabric
We was boosting clothes

Grinding til I can’t
Grinding til I’m Lambo Urus
Yeah
Grinding til I pass out on the wheel
Cause she want purses
Yeah
If I wanted you niggas gone
I been woulda sent them hearses
Yeah
Ion gotta flex online cause in due time
I’m out here swerving
Yeah

And that’s a promise nigga
If it’s up I’m riding baby Drakes
Like I’m Adonis nigga
If it’s up I’m going overkill
I’m going over spill
Niggas tryna diss on social media
When they know the real

Word for word on stage
And sold arenas dawg
I can’t back and forth with niggas
Posted in the bleachers dawg
I don’t need no church house
On a Sunday to get preaching dawg
If you reaching dawg
And it’s on site
You know I’m squeezing nigga

Flip your ass like this shit acrobatics
If it’s up you know you see my bitch
She in that bitch 4Matic
Brand new Cuban link with VV stones
I know I’m shining nigga
When we left the spot
It’s straight Suburbans
Feel like I’m Biden nigga

BTO on my headstone
Riding with my brother
Til he flat even if he dead wrong
I can’t go out sad
Can’t go out bad
I keep my cutta with me
Now we penthouse 50 miles up
Got shit that’s under to me

When I’m out I barely crack a smile
That’s why ion got no friends
I hit you and it’s been a while
I hope you don’t get bent
Know I him feel like a dying breed
I got a need for speed
I’m down bleed for what I told my brothers
I’ll never break the creed
Gang

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The protagonist of the song is a musician who didn’t find fame through a viral moment or a lucky break, but through the desperate need to survive. Five years ago, they were known only by the number on their hospital wristband.

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