fake prophet

The only reason I want fame is because I am jealous My baby girl has had a past with a bunch of very famous fellas Have you ever hated someone on a billboard in the city? I could only focus on them whenever she was walking with me 'Cause she was with me I wanna be the one that's signing signatures My confidence needs that crutch when I'm with her I wanna be doing interviews about myself I figured out a long time ago that I need help But I know that she don't Care about this type of shit, oh, but I do And I know that she don't Think too much attention's ever good for you, ooh I will standstill Even though I think she's gonna run away And I will fulfill This fake prophecy, I don't see any other way My relationship's on the toxic side if you can't tell (I bet you can) The last two months of my life has been a little piece of hell (I'm burning, man) I don't think I'll ever tell myself that I might be enough (I might not be enough) My girl tells me that I'm the one but those three words I never trust Oh, I never trust I wanna be on an LCD in NYC (in NYC) I wonder if my dreams are really what they seem (are what they seem) 'Cause every step I take towards the public eye (the public eye) I see a little piece of my little baby die And I know that she don't Care about this type of shit, oh, but I do And I know that she don't Think too much attention's ever good for you, ooh I will standstill Even though I think she's gonna run away And I will fulfill This fake prophecy, I don't see any other way