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NUMBERS LIE TOO

Cal Scruby
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Losing my protection Got me outta pocket Started feeling pressure Running outta options Why you tryna measure what I've done when you never did shit? Only thing I didn't do, I didn't quit I've been moving through the game at my own pace If they wanna hear my new shit, I tell em "no thanks" You'll never see me at the label doing dances on the table I got flavor motherfucker, got my own taste I'm a young Bobby Flay, young Guy Fieri I've been cooking for a while, I think it's finally ready Cincinnati need somebody who dropping confetti I throw it up like it's some of Mrs. Mathers' spaghetti I know they watching like I'm supervised All these suit-and-ties Who could never make the music that they scrutinize I guess the devil got a new disguise I see the light, yeah it's true at times Numbers lie too Men lie, women lie, numbers lie too Men lie, women lie, numbers lie too They get a track to go platinum again They get a plaque but the numbers not true Men lie, women lie, and numbers lie too I got it out the scratch Little Sour Patch Kid selling flower packs Counting 5-10-20, dream of counting racks Off a bean, get at least a couple hour max Suicide, every line, down to run it back Starting on the pistol, stopping on the whistle Call it how I see it, y'all are not official Pawns in the scheme, y'all are nonessential Con artists, all that art is artificial I guess we got different standards, y'all don't understand this shit I see the bigger pic, it doesn't fit the canvases They sign an amateur with a friend who manage em Then take advantage and vanish before the damage hits It ain't random man, it's easy to predict If you sign a major deal they taking 85 percent โ€” that's a lick Even if you making hits โ€” that's a rip By the way, you gotta pay for all the splits โ€” don't forget And you gotta pay em back for what they spent to get you popping All sadiddy hoes in the videos and designer shopping They pick the single for the project, decide if you can drop it And fabricate the drama just to get the people talking That's how the numbers get inflated And people think it's good if the data validate it That's how you take the easy road to getting famous That's how you fake it til you make it Numbers lie too Men lie, women lie, numbers lie too Men lie, women lie, numbers lie too They get a track to go platinum again They get a plaque but the numbers not true Men lie, women lie, and numbers lie too You paid for a track to go platinum again Just to get a plaque, but the numbers not true Men lie, women lie, and numbers lie too