Big K.R.I.T. - American Rapstar lyrics

An A&R once told me
"You can determine the worth of a song
Within 15 seconds of it playing"
With complete and utter lack of the fact
That it takes takes all 3 minutes
And 40 seconds of a song
To comprehend what I’m saying
It ain't a single if it don’t fly
It ain't a hit if it don’t ride
Now he couldn’t tell me the
Components of a smash
But the ringtones were their all-time high
And a rappers only as big as his chain
The flashier the better

They say "money make the world go round"
You never lost til you lose your crown
And they don’t love you
Till you’re under ground
Or when you’re maxing out your bank account
Yeah, you do it all just to live the life
Even if it means you don’t live it right
And even if it means you
Don’t survive the night
But, if even if you do
You won’t survive the hype
Of an American rapstar

Push it to the limit (Why?)
Just to get up high with a wood grain kitted?
Ride around town like I never lived in it
Gun in my dash, pray I never kill with it
I’m that real with it
Got my eyes on the prize
Bills still due, motherfuck 9-5
Searching for a freak that wanna
Fuck once or twice
Wanna buy a bottle but I ain't paid my tithes
This ain't no lie
I got a vision and a masterplan
To hit the block and blow up like a Taliban
I make it where the plane never have to land
I make it where them lames
Never stand a chance
Shit, you’ll never know, only time’ll tell
You either starve or you find the scale
You either buying or you tryna' sell
You either fall or you grind the rails

They say "money make the world go round"
You never lost til you lose your crown
And they don’t love you
Till you’re under ground
Or when you’re maxing out your bank account
Yeah, you do it all just to live the life
Even if it means you don’t live it right
And even if it means you
Don’t survive the night
But, if even if you do
You won’t survive the hype
Of an American rapstar

So watch me get it how I live
Waiting on my moment
Screaming fuck how they feel
Dodging jail cells and them pigs down to kill
They shot Oscar Grant swear it
Gave a nigga chills let's keep it real
If you ain't looking keep your eyes closed
Will I pay what I owe? Only God knows
I ain't for sure
Give me strength just to change what I can’t
And understand the difference between a nigga
And the King that I am
Gotta keep ya finger on the trigger
Pac died, Biggie died
They ain't found a killer
Momma say she worried ’cause I
Rap about the Government
And how the Church caked other
People out there struggling
(it's real though)
I just call it how it is, folk
I’m breathing for a reason
What you here for?
They got it where the villains
Who we cheer for
Cause they murdered all the heroes

They say "money make the world go round"
You never lost til you lose your crown
And they don’t love you
Till you’re under ground
Or when you’re maxing out your bank account
Yeah, you do it all just to live the life
Even if it means you don’t live it right
And even if it means you
Don’t survive the night
But, if even if you do
You won’t survive the hype
Of an American rapstar