[Chorus: Wale] I call a spade a spade What you want me to say, Say I'm destined for fame, well I am very afraid. Do you know what fame is? If you did, you wouldn't want to be famous Everybody finger, point in your direction Everybody seems to misread every sentence. Better or worse, the center of attention Gift and a curse, the center of attention
[Verse 1:] See I wouldn't wish success on my worst foe You see the devil is alive but he work slow And yea I should've seen the signs by my first quote Before you sign, you'll be blind if you've been broke And true I've seen better times cause I'm getting dough But my vision has inclined to some Interscope, and it's home This country has an obsession with celebrity But who is to blame when we let them in on everything From B's wedding ring, to beef meddling Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe, We all make mistakes, why you wanna make an issue? If I don't diss another n-gga you don't get that issue I don't really get you, see what the problem is Keeping up with Khloe and Kim, not the Obama'ses You tryna find where Rihanna is, To be honest you ain't mindin where Osama is And it's not a big deal, it's a small affair F-ck Barack's change, we'd rather talk Milian's hair And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright Just tell us where all the stars is
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[Verse 2:] Nah, I wouldn't wish fame on my enemy. Paparazzi like a life time sentencing No comma, no pause, no anything. Just know fame has a price, lose everything. DC has never seen such progress So bitches on the scene seem quite stalkish They like talking, it's like gossip How little hugs can turn to draws offered Though uncalled for, they gon drop them And your girls cousins tryna get her other options And now your best friends having kids They two now, and haven't seen their Godfather yet Don't let me talk about the deal ones Mommy found out, I'm paying everybody's bills Big said it- more money, more ills So I spend it real fast, cause I'm tryna sit and chiill A lil, signed, sealed, delivered. Before a n-gga signed I had a healthier liver Sh-t, now my lips liquor-ish As my record label nit-picks at this,
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