What It Comes To (feat. Superfly Ky)

Laughing at somebody else struggle, ain't no laughing matter Everybody built diff, but we all get a casket after Swear they climbed their way to the top, but never had the latter It's just ratta tatta, then blood spatter and brain matter Thinking rapping faster will pass 'em, ya can't explain chatter Ya just pick up words and then match 'em, hoping some names catch 'em Flame packing, knowing damn well it ain't a thing happenin' Rewriting history books, this ain't the same chapter Couldn't pay me to look foolish, I see ya fear factors Lean and blockwork ya prescribe, that is a weird practice Tryna enhance how you talking nigga, I hear sadness Why you missing all your targets, you getting scared at it? Never been stingy with fire, that's why I share classics Rap game is full of collegiates who dropped all their classes Less people show up for "real" when I compare masses Less people show up for real, who will? You don't know what I been going through You wouldn't know unless I showed you So everybody go on, go on Think you know all, know all So I guess this what it's come to Nobody got no one to run to But you need 'em no more, no more Tell 'em hold on, hold on If this is what's it's come to Niggas see me post online and think they know my life People that I used to look up to, looking shoulder height My mom calls me Ky, it's not a gimmick like Obie Trice Ever since I learned my worth, ya act like it's over priced You only know what I show, ain't no behind the scenes Love me when I'm low, but hate when I get finer things Crib with the balcony, nigga living like a Don On top of that the whip got four rings like LeBron Nigga that's the type I'm on, while I type these songs Niggas in survival mode, look to me to rely upon I be on my own and people assuming Ky is good But tell me this, When the last time you asked me if I was good? Everything not laughable, it matters who it matters to Making assumptions about me makes an ass of you Telling me about me, I don't remember asking you I know what I have to do You don't know what I been going through You wouldn't know unless I showed you So everybody go on, go on Think you know all, know all So I guess this what it's come to Nobody got no one to run to But you need 'em no more, no more Tell 'em hold on, hold on If this is what's it's come to