Awf Day
I come from a generation of perfect idols where the mirror's our worst of rivals
Eating the propaganda no wonder it hurts to smile
Feeding off of the standards, an amateur wouldn't last
Panic from little shit, get the camera out your ass
Granted, ain't nothing wrong with capturing the moment
But notice if you do it for the status or the memory I could
Brag it if I wanted but I don't 'cause I could give a
Fuck about the gimmicks or impressing little chumps
Wish I could turn the chumps into champs homie
Wanna jump in the game but can't jump from the stands, guess he
Was still a fan, and couldn't muster the frame
Quick enough to be a player in this wonderful game, I write
Dear diary it's happening again
I only hear lying said they cappin' on my name I'ma
Rid all the doubt while they figure me out 'cause I
Know me and I know what I'm about
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
I swear you look better on your off day
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
Honestly you better on your
Off day fuck 'bout what they all say
Stay with me and you in good hands girl
No need for insurance you cool but I could teach you to flourish
You don't know you got the speed and endurance to love in God's way
Shit, I'm tryna find my way to it too
As a kid in digital age I'm afraid of it too
Leaving all the fear factor shit behind
I wonder if I'm drawn in by the body or attracted by the mind
See I took you for a shadow, baby
Willing to ride me like a saddle, baby
The more you dive the lesser shallow, baby
Look on your screen, it's wide walls and a rack
If only we could turn our eyeballs to the back, you write
Dear diary it's happening again
I only hear lying said they cappin' on my name
I'ma rid all the doubt while they figure me out
'Cause I know me and I know what I'm about
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
I swear you look better on your off day
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
Honestly you better on your
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
I swear you look better on your off day
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
Honestly you better on your
Eating the propaganda no wonder it hurts to smile
Feeding off of the standards, an amateur wouldn't last
Panic from little shit, get the camera out your ass
Granted, ain't nothing wrong with capturing the moment
But notice if you do it for the status or the memory I could
Brag it if I wanted but I don't 'cause I could give a
Fuck about the gimmicks or impressing little chumps
Wish I could turn the chumps into champs homie
Wanna jump in the game but can't jump from the stands, guess he
Was still a fan, and couldn't muster the frame
Quick enough to be a player in this wonderful game, I write
Dear diary it's happening again
I only hear lying said they cappin' on my name I'ma
Rid all the doubt while they figure me out 'cause I
Know me and I know what I'm about
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
I swear you look better on your off day
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
Honestly you better on your
Off day fuck 'bout what they all say
Stay with me and you in good hands girl
No need for insurance you cool but I could teach you to flourish
You don't know you got the speed and endurance to love in God's way
Shit, I'm tryna find my way to it too
As a kid in digital age I'm afraid of it too
Leaving all the fear factor shit behind
I wonder if I'm drawn in by the body or attracted by the mind
See I took you for a shadow, baby
Willing to ride me like a saddle, baby
The more you dive the lesser shallow, baby
Look on your screen, it's wide walls and a rack
If only we could turn our eyeballs to the back, you write
Dear diary it's happening again
I only hear lying said they cappin' on my name
I'ma rid all the doubt while they figure me out
'Cause I know me and I know what I'm about
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
I swear you look better on your off day
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
Honestly you better on your
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
I swear you look better on your off day
I don't need my girl to look like Ri Ri
She don't even gotta be Beyonce
All that glitz and glamor for the TV
Honestly you better on your
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Writer(s): K'mani Leonerio
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