55-carats

They callin me the bad guy but I’m jus tryna stay alive.
Honest life on a 9-to-5. still got steam so i drive. 
at least it seems, so i strive.
This story I’ve been telling - it's earned me hate I don’t deserve.
I can hear my conscience yelling.
I can feel my crashing nerves.
Despite the truth my lies are selling.
so I keep riding on the curve.

I know what it looks like but it’s not what u think
me living in the wealth of a thousand royal kings,
A perfection that only an image could bring
So I slide on my 55-carat Sancy diamond ring
And keep living this lie ‘til the fat lady sings

Now I spend most of my days tryna forget my strugglin' ways
but the memory of poverty is hard to shake, it keeps shaking me
Running from reality, too much at stake, like a crisis of identity

Don't matter that I'm reaching new lows
Or how I'm drowning in my own blue woes.
'Cause my fan club grows at the rate of my bank account
Landing Forbes top 10, yea I earn a fucking huge amount

With each new zero I become a bigger hero.
Add another comma and I go from Osama to Obama.
So much hugging & kissing. You say my name is so gorgeous.
Yet its the same 5-letter name u kept forgetting before this.
Before the $$. the fame. Before this life drove you insane.