"Can't Compare" lyrics

(Jah, heat it up)

Don't try to play me like no rapper
Why? Cause I ain't no mufuckin' rapper
I still be running with them niggas that get active
Why they doing all that acting?
Knowing they ain't no mufuckin' actors
Knew I cursed when I watched my brother serve the pastor

I used to wanna be a star til I seen the shit that came with it
I been trying to tell them niggas they ain't get it
And they say jit been acting different I don't know why the fame did it
I'm just trying to remain humble I done seen it change niggas
You know they rather see you stumble you can fall but don't fumble
A lil stubborn mufucker I owe it all to my mama
Anything happen bound to happen I know it's karma
So I ain't tripping on my day bitch I'm ok I know it's coming

So just pay me what you owe me and remember what you told me
I'm a soulja I'm just waiting on the day I see my trophy
And I ain't talking bout no Grammy nigga just being honest
That shit can't compare to my granny nigga only one understand me
If I don't show it well now you know it I'm grateful for where I'm at
Give a fuck bout a gold plat that shit can't bring my niggas back
And I'm just being honest nigga we still shining nigga motherfuck them diamonds
That shit ain't helping with these problems I got

Other day I checked my DM nigga asked me where my chains at
I still got them cause I don't wear them what's the problem
I'm a real nigga with them I'm a real nigga without them
Rather be the one to set the trend you know the real niggas don't follow
Might pull up back to back Impala send a nigga to get a plate from Ms. Barbara
Make sure you get away hit the interstate and let the fish bait on them choppas
I wasn't this way as a toddler when Auntie Cynt was making my bottle
When Uncle Tony was my father try not to let a lot of shit bother me
Ain't gotta post my every move lil bitch I'm cool they ain't gotta see
Still smooth the same nigga from the school that's how it gotta be
Ok I see lil dude doing what he do but they ain't hot as me
When I ain't rapping I'm in the city tryna get the bitch that shot at me

So just pay me what you owe me and remember what you told me
I'm a soulja I'm just waiting on the day I see my trophy
And I ain't talking bout no Grammy nigga just being honest
That shit can't compare to my granny nigga only one understand me
If I don't show it well now you know it I'm grateful for where I'm at
Give a fuck bout a gold plat that shit can't bring my niggas back
And I'm just being honest nigga we still shining nigga motherfuck them diamonds
That shit ain't helping with these problems I got