Lost Ina Massacarade

Lyrics

Ee[Intro] Here, here, here we go again y'all Give it up and then we then we go again y'all Oh yeah [Verse 1] You see it's nothing like the drama but it just don't stop Anticipating, marinating, now you're ready to pop You're ready to break a thang, and bake up a cake, and make up OZ's You steadily getting your paper on the block, stacking your G's You's a rapper but you're tryna get your money too Splitting up your time between your hustle and your baby boo Niggas plottin', ain't no time for hurtin' Standing up on your toes and rolling your Vogues, so now you're perpin' Playas giving up dap, teeth with the gold caps Feds got your phone tapped, now you're tryna stay strapped You shoulda listened to that young San Quinn And traded your rocks and your gat for that pad and pen Them niggas done snitched, now you're through—what are you gonna do? Rotting up in the county or you're copping to a lesser, fool Retaliation but you might get sprayed One more player in the game lost in that masquerade And that's real [Chorus] Straight ballin', lost in a masquerade You slipped in quick and tried to get paid You tryna get your paper but your paper don't make me I set up the deals, you put up the skills, I bet'cha you're fake, see Straight ballin', lost in a masquerade You slipped in quick and tried to get paid You tryna get your paper but your paper don't make me I set up the deals, you put up the skills, I bet'cha you're fake, see [Verse 2] Commissary for the moment but it ain't no joke A hundred and twenty dollars on your books, you're ready to smoke Hooked up with the kitchen crew, drinking up the Pruno Court in the morning, 5:20 up in Bruno You shoulda broke 'em down and played the role of a smoker Coulda gave 'em three for 50 then you wouldn't have had to choke 'em Made my way to the office, stayed away from double crosses Player haters in your camp tryna set you up for losses Now you weigh the situation but the game was overlooking Contemplated too long, now your power's overtooken Tryna be the major baller in the town, that is your purpose Got the bread that you made but you didn't scratch the surface Million-dollar contract slipping through the border cracks Setting up the artifacts, kicking out the quarter stacks Kinda healthy with a spot in the shade 'Cause I'm down with Allah and not that masquerade And that's real [Chorus] Straight ballin', lost in a masquerade You slipped in quick and tried to get paid You tryna get your paper but your paper don't make me I set up the deals, you put up the skills, I bet'cha you're fake, see Straight ballin', lost in a masquerade You slipped in quick and tried to get paid You tryna get your paper but your paper don't make me I set up the deals, you put up the skills, I bet'cha you're fake, see