[Hook] x2
So you got a record deal, Uh-huh Uh-huh Uh-huh
So your music I'ma have to feel? Nunt-uh Nunt-uh Nunt-uh
Just spit somethin real, Uh-huh Uh-huh Uh-huh
All about that murda kill? Nunt-uh Nunt-uh Nunt-uh
[Verse 1]
So you just signed ya name on the dotted line
Now you got an executive tellin you how to rhyme
You can say this but you cant say that
You gotta wear this Look its in the contract
Now you got a record label runnin ya whole damn life
Makin 2% off ya albums now that dont sound right
So you betta do some shows just so you can survive
Better yet, double up and get that 9 to 5
But thats why you rap, you dont wanna real job
You juss wanna smoke blunts and play X-box
But you signed away ya life when ya jotted ya name
You didnt even think to read what the contract contains
You were juss so eager to get signed to a deal
Thought that you would get famous and make a couple mill
Now you got a hit song but ya ass is still broke
The latest one hit wonder that the industry smoked
[Hook] x2
[Verse 2]
I seen ya music video with rims that could spin
Then I seen you on the street drivin a station wagon
This is messed up This just dont make sense
I thought you were big ballin but you cant pay ya rent
Thats what you get for corruptin the youth
Signin a record deal that doesnt pay you
Before you sign ya name you gotta read the fine print
The money that they fronted was spent to boost ya image
But that bling on ya chain is just a gimmick
An attempt to make money by foolin the public
But the money that was made, you didnt see a cent
It was all just a game to get them presidents
You were played as a pawn sent out to death
Now the first and fifteenth is when you receive a check
So dont get upset cuz you made the mistake
Of trustin a rich man to give ya ass a break
[Hook] x2
