Clariyah Lyrics.

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Back To Back Cover - Clariyah

He said I got all these fame I got all these hunnies
I go in the booth sell my words to a couple dummies
They think it's the truth when it ain't man this shit is funny
How you think I'm rich, how the fuck you think I got this money?
Never robbed a bank, never touch a shank
I don't play that shit I never been a thug
Never been a blood or crip it's just what they wanna hear
Want that trapping God and shit and they follow what they hear
They ain't got no common sense
This a game, this a fucking game this is how they live
Got the picture then they paint it then the frame go to the kids
It's a shame, it's fucking shame this the way you live?
All that money in your pocket still you got no change to give
How you sleep, how you sleep at night?
Under Prada covers while the kids out on the street
Taking children from they mothers
While they J's up on your feet
A kid don't got em gotta suffer
Cause another brother don't and if he kill him his a hustler
A custom to the lifestyle looking for a trap Queen
He just wanna pipe down
Most these rappers now should really put the mic down
Cause you ain't doing shit but bragging falsely bout your lifestyle
Listen, you think fame gonna heal your pain?
You think you could weather the storm when you make the rain?
You think braggin bout change gonna make some change?
God ain't gonna save you when you praise the Devil's name
Cause fame come and fame go
You could lose it all before you see the change grow
But if you want it just so you can see the pay roll
Dancing with the devil is longer than the tango, remember that!