Ft. Marathon, Sincerely Collins

(Hook x2)
I know yo new chains are fool's gold, that shit is no lie
Who's gonna be there fo' you if this shit don't go right?!
Where are ya headed if these lights don't help ya see right?!
What's left of you in all this fake life? 

(Verse 1: Miny)
In the middle of the truth and a lie
Got to keep the bullshit to the side
Same job neva chose to apply
All the lazy boys wanna girl to recline
This vision is a must 
Fo' you it's far fetched, but I'm givin' it to lust
The weirdos and the stonners that believin' they alone
Let 'em in, they’re with us! Yeah
I can’t support my life with this shit
But I’ll go broke all night fo' this shit
No matta how unrequited this gets
I can’t help if ya loose me
What's the point of makin' music that won’t move me?!
Walls up cause my past is a doozie
Got it all out till tonight into a movie
Or betta yet a sitcom, where no-one ever gets up until the shows done
Cue the laugh track, friends aren't really in it for the long run
Fiction tends to make my nose run
I followed cause you hate me
I’m changin', emotionally plaguin'
What does that make you?!
Anywhere I run sounds like deja-vu

(Hook x2)
I know yo new chains are fool's gold, that shit is no lie
Who's gonna be there fo' you if this shit don't go right?!
Where are ya headed if these lights don't help ya see right?!
What's left of you in all this fake life? 

(Verse 2: Sincerely Collins)
I sacrificed my life fo' this shit
And truth be told, I'm nice wit this shit
There ain't no if or mights wit this shit
So I'll be up all night for this shit
Man, the struggle is real
The devil in my ear tryna double the deal
I'm livin' in a world where he's comin' to kill
And also the same world feels like nothin's real
Huh, I need somethin' to cope
A bottle to the head or gimme sumethin' to smoke
I'm trying to make a livin' off of sumethin' I wrote
Second guessin' myself but show me someone who don't!
Fool's gold still gets worn, strong hearts still get torn
So either get with the program or it's time fo' you to get goin'
I know I'm rude as Jude, it's all about me - that's what you assume!
I'm pickin' all the locks, ya ain't bettin' on my stock
Try and put me in a box, I'm a Rubix cube 
My generation is rarely starvin', I'm embracin' my inner Martian
So sit back while I take flight or get smacked by this fake life
Sincerely,

(Hook x2)
I know yo new chains are fool's gold, that shit is no lie
Who's gonna be there fo' you if this shit don't go right?!
Where are ya headed if these lights don't help ya see right?!
What's left of you in all this fake life?