Bullshit

You can't tell a person
Though you see a face
Mirrors deceive all you believe when there's smoke in the way
And although you're certain
Of how they all seem
The smile's a curtain and stage is the person that masks the scene (it's true)
Do you believe me (i do)
What you don't see (it's you)
When you conceive me
Really though I'm tired of this motherfuckin' bullshit

How I'm living i'm sick of the rappers now
Tellin' me they're different I'm asking you fucking how?
Stacks they do not have is that what you wanna see?
The simpleness of a rapper is nothing of what you seek out
I'm a fucking broke bitch damn try me
Swimming like a gold fish never gone buy me
Got a fake mask made
But I ain't fake game
Won't split face so no label wanna sign me
And the way I see it's a shame
Swimming for the moment my moment that never came and
Hoping and I'm praying that I never see the day that
Holding others money so that I can fit the fame when
Someone else is owning all the shit I fucking say then
Post it on the internet
Hashtag me but
All pics fake and that bullshit reigns cause they love clickbait call it
Framing a frame

Faking every little thing that comes your way
For fame

Really though I'm tired of this motherfucking bullshit
Living for my moment my moment i'm never getting yelling
(woo)
A what what
A what what
Really though I'm tired of this motherfucking bullshit

Attention this just in That Max Wassen Is
In the back of a cop car calling for
Beating up an old man who was out jogging
Out doing nothing can we get a simple comment?
Yeah I did it for the views (now we all wanna follow you)
You'll put it in the news (Cause we all wanna see it too)
Don't matter if it's true (yeah we all gone see it through)
This is not a lie this is shit that people do
All because it's worth the badness
To make all of the cash and
To get some of these cameras
To get up on the action
It's worth the madness to work with hate
People wanna see a public figure losing face
Everybody's happy knowing good isn't great
Only time together is to shit upon a name
So it's our fault why 6ix 9ine has fame
We're the very problem yet we still try to blame (him)
People aren't kings (Give)
Harder than a god (Sit)
Honoring your sin
Till your fans tag along (get)
Bigger than you are (get)
Bigger being bad (do)
Any fucking thing just to get a little bullshit

Really though I'm tired of this motherfuckin' bullshit
Living for my moment my moment i'm never gettin' yellin'
(woo)
A what what
A what what
(hey hey hey hey)
Really though I'm tired of this motherfuckin' BULLSHIT

What do you do with the mad that you feel when you feel so mad you could bite
When the whole wide world seems wrong
And nothing you do seems right