Pretenders Lyrics

They all pretenders, just some fakers tryna make it, saying they got it out the mud

But they never left the pavement, they the realest to ever do it

But still living in mama's basement, confusing these young minds

And blame it on entertainment

They all pretenders, just some fakers tryna make it, saying they got it out the mud

But they never left the pavement, they the realest to ever do it

But still living in mama's basement, confusing these young minds

And blame it on entertainment

It's amazing all the time that people wasting on the bag that they've been chasing

Selling dope and killing people, let me know when's your arraignment

Kidnapping the youth's innocence is ignorant

Making them think it's okay when you ain't never flipped a brick

You ain't never shot a person or been on the receiving end

You never ran from 5-0 or took 9 like 50 Cent

Pretenders live a lie, I'm telling you God's here for them

I'm not condemning anyone, that's not my job, that's for him

I'm here to bring you truth and also switching up the narrative

Jesus bringing love and grace, we the ones that he shares it with

I'm here to bring the truth to anyone who is curious

He told us spread his word, I'm praying everyone's hearing this

They all pretenders, just some fakers tryna make it, saying they got it out the mud

But they never left the pavement, they the realest to ever do it

But still living in mama's basement, confusing these young minds

And blame it on entertainment

They all pretenders, just some fakers tryna make it, saying they got it out the mud

But they never left the pavement, they the realest to ever do it

But still living in mama's basement, confusing these young minds

And blame it on entertainment

I see so many people with falsified personas, acting like someone they're not

And bringing their lives drama

I'm the definition of talent, my overall balance

I think my competition is absent, I'm down for a challenge

I'm not from this planet, I'm like a Martian with talons

I'm the original savage,stacking' like Caesars Palace

You sound like everybody else, no originality

Guns, women, cars, drugs, and a bunch of money

Living for the spotlight, obtaining some groupies

But we all gotta die, life isn't a movie

You have to decide who you really gonna be

Tonight is the night to give your life to the king

They all pretenders, just some fakers tryna make it, saying they got it out the mud

But they never left the pavement, they the realest to ever do it

But still living in mama basement, confusing these young minds

And blame it on entertainment

They all pretenders, just some fakers tryna make it, saying they got it out the mud

But they never left the pavement, they the realest to ever do it

But still living in mama basement, confusing these young minds

And blame it on entertainment

They all pretenders