That Ain't Classy

You want it, you need it, I got it

('Cause this is how it's goin' down)

You want it, you need it, i got it

They call me "Mr. Negativity"

Call it how I see it

Yes I'm back in the vicinity

Bringin' what you need

Plus all of the amenities

Not what you consider the

Run of the mill, runnin' the drill

None of it's real celebrity (Oh, no, no)

I don't let any of it get to me

I am more a mystery, mentally and physically

Yeah I seen the bright lights

Ever so vividly

Partied with the star types

And mingled with the industry

But jeez

We don't need another hero

I relate to real people

Not these self-centered weirdos

Flamboyant wannabe

Oh so flashy

If you ask me

That really isn't classy

You'll never see me with my sunglasses on in a club

Dancin' on a table to my own song, gettin' buzzed

And you'll never see me with a couple bottles of Cris'

Tryna pick up on a chick like

"Bitch you want this?"

That ain't classy

The radio is playin' my song

And I got a record label that's puttin' me on

But I still stay classy, still stay classy

Still stay classy, I'ma do what I gotta do

And if you're not relating, it's hard not to hate 'em

Don't care what they're sayin', I ain't changin'

That ain't classy, that ain't classy

That ain't classy, that ain't classy

Uh

Ay yo, my daily insecurities

Got me locked down

Like I'm sittin' in security

Gettin' locked down and it never did occur to me

It presented perfectly

Verbally my uncertainties cold turn into my currencies

But

You'll never see my shirt wide open

With the chest hair blowin' in the wind

I know it

And you'll never see me lose it tryna justify my music

At award shows 'cause I didn't win

I know it

I'm adamant, I won't become extravagant

'Cause yo my management and the guys I travel with

Ain't havin 'it

I'm just an average man who happened to have a plan

Never had to front on who I am to attract a fan

And don't be mad 'cause I never pop bottles

I don't waste my money

I save my money returnin' pop bottles

Don't hate

Wait

I ain't tryna say, "I'm tryna get paid"

I'm tryna work to earn the money I make

That's classy

The radio is playin' my song

And I got a record label that's puttin' me on

But I still stay classy, still stay classy

Still stay classy, I'ma do what I gotta do

And if you're not relating, it's hard not to hate 'em

Don't care what they're sayin', I ain't changin'

That ain't classy, that ain't classy

That ain't classy, that ain't classy

You want it, you need it, I got it

('Cause this is how it's goin' down)

You want it, you need it, I got it

Uh yeah

Now I'm the one makin' many beats

Pumpin' in the trunk

I'm the one smokin' plenty trees

Puffin' in the club

I'm the one gettin' lose

Friday night, havin' fun

Spillin' drinks on the wifey

When I'm a little drunk

That's classy

I guess I'm the ultimatum

And y'all aware I'm often hated

'Cause they not relatin'

And I don't feel offended, everyone can say their peace

I just real hate pretendin'

So all you get is me

That's classy

The radio is playin' my song

And I got a record label that's puttin' me on

But I still stay classy, still stay classy

Still stay classy, I'ma do what I gotta do

And if you're not relating, it's hard not to hate 'em

Don't care what they're sayin', I ain't changin'

That ain't classy, that ain't classy

That ain't classy, that ain't classy

You want it, you need it, I got it

You want it, you need it, I got it