Ryan Leslie

[Verse 1: Ryan Leslie]
Listen, they tried to put me in a box, the urban dude
I'm Mr. Festivals, Coachella, Bonaru
They never really understood what I was trying to do
And had me feeling Miles Davis kinda blue
I flipped the switch and put the rock star in my show
Went overseas and had 'em cop cars whipping slow
They're looking funny I was bad with a black band
Eating everybody in the game, Pacman
The only issue is not a game
I've got these kids looking at me, saying "What a shame!
He's so underrated, he should have sold more
Should've had a number one record with his own tour
Look at his live show, look how we touch 'em keys
Look how 'em girls scream when he fall to his knees!
Look how he pour his heart out when he tell his story."
I guess I had to spill my guts so I could get my glory!
[Verse 2: Ryan Leslie]
Listen
Have you ever seen such determination?
Despite it all, I'm still a theme for the adulation
Everything I ever wrote I did it form the heart
Never had a top ten but you still respect my art
I'm in the club and they still send me free bottles
Still push that G-55 with a super model
It's my reality, this ain't no show, brother
Go check my girl on the February Vogue cover
And catch me whipping through the city in that silver Jeep