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Yeah
Shoutout Jake One (shoutout Jake One)
I'm glad I'm me (I'm glad I'm me)
Yeah
Lotta fake shit goin' on, I could choose to play along
But I'd rather be myself (yeah)
I could try to be like them, probably get further ahead
But I'd rather be myself (yeah)
People sellin' out for fame or for dollars and some change
But I'd rather be myself (yeah)
Now I'd be lyin' if I said: "It never crossed my mind" but check, man
I'd rather be myself (for real, yeah, yeah)
I play forever dawg, I'm focused on longevity
I try to run my race, and not care about who's ahead of me 'cause
Comparison is the recipe for depression and questionin' your integrity
Hope I don't let it get to me but
Some days are easier than others (true)
Caught up in the numbers, make you greedier than others
So I try to just detach before my ego gets attacked
And starts to plan out its response and do some shit I can't take back
Lotta fake shit goin' on, I could choose to play along
But I'd rather be myself (yeah)
I could try to be like them, probably get further ahead
But I'd rather be myself (yeah)
People sellin' out for fame or for dollars and some change
But I'd rather be myself (yeah)
Now I'd be lyin' if I said: "It never crossed my mind" but check, man
I'd rather be myself (for real, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, don't wanna compromise, even if it's popularized
Even if nobody knows, I gotta face my momma
I don't want the accomplishments, if it's via fraudulence
Can't even be proud of that, tell 'em how you got the shit
Yeah, different language, we not speakin' the same (we not)
Couple million for my soul, that's not an even exchange
My soul don't shine when I hear it
You not fly if they steer it
I don't care about the look, it don't align with my spirit
Lotta fake shit goin' on, I could choose to play along
But I'd rather be myself (yeah)
I could try to be like them, probably get further ahead
But I'd rather be myself (yeah)
People sellin' out for fame or for dollars and some change
But I'd rather be myself (yeah)
Now I'd be lyin' if I said: "It never crossed my mind" but check, man
I'd rather be myself (for real, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, don't wanna compromise, even if it's popularized
Even if nobody knows, I gotta face my momma
I don't want the accomplishments, if it's via fraudulence
Can't even be proud of that, tell 'em how you got the shit
Writer(s): Jacob Brian Dutton, Curtis Mayfield, Russell Vitale, Mario Luciano
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