Get Dressed lyrics

[Intro: Trinidad Jame$]
(Positive energy, that's all)
Life, rap, it's a game!
Trust me, it's a game
(Fight fire with fire)
Reality is not a game

[Hook: Trinidad Jame$]
Life ain't sh*t like the rap game, I say, life ain't sh*t like the rap game (x2)
Life ain't sh*t like the rap game, so, my n*gga, why you rapping? (x2)

[Verse 1: Trinidad Jame$]
I said, my n*gga, why you rapping?
Is you tryna make a change or you just want a chain?
I'm just askin' (I'm just askin')
I wish the bombings in Boston never happened
Sometimes I wish, I never started rappin'
It changed how my friends, started actin'
And I ain't never change, since I started rappin'
The crazy sh*t is, since I started rappin'
Is that the same n*ggas hatin' is the same n*ggas clappin'
And the same n*ggas hatin' is the same n*ggas rappin'
And I pray for a change, but never seen the action
Maybe, if I pray for a chain, the sh*t'll quicker happen
Or maybe I'll just pray for a Range, so I can crash it
I just wanna burn in the flames, and live through the ashes (x2)
Cause...
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Trinidad Jame$]
n*ggas trying real hard, but them n*ggas ain't real
And, when a n*gga bein' real, them n*ggas ain't here
I gotta talk about a whip? 26s on a Chevy?
I gotta talk about a b*tch? Now you n*ggas wanna listen?
Y'all n*ggas chasin' hits, my n*ggas chasin' visions
My n*ggas chasin' liquor, y'all n*ggas chasin' b*tches
And, if yo' life out of frame, n*gga, change the picture
And, while you n*ggas waitin', I'll let my n*gga save it

[Interlude: Grammy Society]
(What's up, bruh?)
Bruh, I'mma call you right back, bruh
I'mma do this verse real quick

[Verse 3: Grammy Society]
Life ain't sh*t like the rap game
If yee ain't spittin' bout ya life, why ya rap, mane?
I graduated out the trap, mane
You a grandaddy long legs to a great dane
You just wanna get a name, maybe make a lil' change
Tryna keep my n*ggas out the chain, gang
Tellin' me to put him on cause he heard me on the song
Not knowing all along that ya motherf*ckin'--
[Hook]