Things Are Just Props

That’s impossible? How can he move?
Well, what you see is what you get
Yeah, well I don’t get what I see
On stage things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You’re best to give me mine
You know your boy that had you free from concern
Kept you in stitches with witty lines
Got a few understudies, me, myself and I
What you thought was ugly, the beholder’s what I must be
'Cause through my pupils, shit is beautiful by God’s design
Smokin' on that «Please, don’t shhhh me»
Like that place where the books be
The library, when I’m very high off this good leaf
J.I. and Perry sharing this fire,
How I want you to film me? From perspectives that’s unique
Never play hookie when a OG try to school me
That’s why I’m not wearin' jewelry but still blingin'
From the wisdom
And keeping drama at a distance, the universe will grant your wishes
If you give it a chance, open up your arms to the sky and just ask
Follow that up with persistence on your path
See a lot of y’all mother fuckers be thinking this shit is a dress rehearsal.
This ain’t no motherfuckin' dress rehearsal. The actual show is happening now.
Right now. You know what I’m saying? The audience is ready, the spotlight is on,
we about to open the curtains up, so eh, please don’t miss your cue when it’s
time for you
That’s too much to believe, no
The choir has my back 'cause they know I got the spirit
Holiness and guardian angels bless me in my leisure
The audiences is all believers when they leave the theatres
Some saw the light flicker and then went into some seizures
Just 'cause they got followers, don’t make them all leaders
Don’t make those numbers on social media mislead ya'
It’s L apostrophe Orange and Korea
T-O-W-N, O double D
Come fuck with me, uh
'Cause on stage things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You’re best to give me mine (nigga)
'Cause on stage things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You’re best to give me mine (yeah)
'Cause on stage things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You’re best to give me mine