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[Verse One]:
I ain't amused with
The new fits, your few whips
Money and any type of recognition that you get
Ain't nobody feelin' your two cents
You speak about the problem in the street
But I don't hear no solution
I ain't impressed with the swag you brandishing
What you a mannequin?
Knock off denims and shoes to match with 'em
Teeth and gums all rotten with jewels attached to them
Yeah, you not lame, you really do got game
I bet the very moment you got fame
It only took a week to lose the better you God made
Now it's all lost
Sold it all for a large cost
Enough to cop a Phantom and haul off
Floss off the paparazzi to see
Cash talks so you know what time you'll obviously
Blast off but as good as your life appears to be
Somewhere in time it's like you forgot what it means to be
"A better man"
[Chorus]:
Uh oh, look at homeboy right over there
Nice whip, beautiful chick, brushin' him through her hair
Pimped out clothes, without flow he got it all right?
Nah, nah, I can tell you about it all night
He ain't a rap star he only got that far
Cause people sell in this industry, that's all
All he got is a grip of cheddar man
But when it comes down to it, you best believe he isn't
"A better man"
[Verse Two]:
Yo, I don't love money
But I don't hate money
Let it serve me, but I never let it take from me
I don't dress crummy, I stay lookin' nice
For the ladies, psych, my lady gonna kill me tonight
I'm just playin'
But all I'm really sayin' is who
In they right mind ain't tryin' to have a grip of that loot?
With a fly mansion, yacht and a Coupe
That's the American dream, see truthfully I'd like to have it all too
But when your bankroll is large, when you forget who you are
Get greedier, when the media calls you a star
This ain't somethin' I was intendin' to write
But if I see your attitude I'm thinkin' somethin' ain't right
So naturally I let the Griffin have his way with the mic
Say what you want about struggle, I been through it
We could argue all night
I would learn to teach you testimony
Finally convince you believe me the rest will know that you ain't
"A better man"
[Chorus]:
Uh oh, look at homeboy right over there
Nice whip, beautiful chick, brushin' him through her hair
Pimped out clothes, without flow he got it all right?
Nah, nah, I can tell you about it all night
He ain't a rap star he only got that far
Cause people sell in this industry, that's all
All he got is a grip of cheddar man
But when it comes down to it, you best believe he isn't
"A better man"