[Intro]
MasterChef
Ugh, is this Miss Mulatto?
Miss Mulatto, hey, I'm the agent from the other day
Hey, I can hook you up with so much staff
I just need you to come in and I can make you famous

[Verse 1: Miss Mulatto]
You wouldn't believe what I been through
And I'm only 16
I'm a nice kid
But this industry mean
Now that I'm on big screens, they beggin like a crack fiend
I'm sick of them asking, how they can get on my team
When all I did was work for it and you except to jump on
Think you in the studio one day and get a hit song
Well, you got this all wrong
I'm like turn the lights on
It's hard to see who real out here when they know you gone be something
What if you had a dream
And they crushed it, they told me to my face
I wouldn't never be nothing
And I'm talking adults
Hating on the kid
I'm just writing and performing, recording what I was blessed with
I had a coule fake friends that I mistaked as real
They say; I'm stuck up, they chasing me and I'm chasing a deal
No wonder why my heart cold, it's froze like Mayfield
All you see is glitz and glamor , you don't know how I fell, for real
[Interlude]
Ohh, uh-uh, girl, did you see her?
Like, I don't know why she doing all that, she really think she all that, but she really not nobody
Not nobody round here, she, she don't look better than me
Umm, my boyfriend can't see her, girl, uh-uh

[Verse 2: Miss Mulatto]
Been doing this for 5 years
And I can't even quit if I wanted to
And y'all got the nerve to tell me
That I'm being rude
And to be honest this ain't some you can relate to
I'm just pourin' my heart out on tracks like I'm pose to
All she rap about is money, jewelry, cars and clothes
But what if that's the kinda life, I'm livin' though
What if it's my job and I gotta rap about what they want
I am just a kid and I'm making this money on my way
So, excuse me if I flex wit it
Up late nights, early morning getting checks with it
I'm a lil girl in a grown man business
And I'm out here getting it who cares if I'm independent
Most girl don't support
Cause they feeling jealous
I'm just tryna show the fellas
That we can do it better
They don't here me, though
They on the other line with a dial tone
I'm just on the phone, repeating; "Hello"
[Interlude]
Oh my gosh, Miss Mulatto, like, I'm your biggest fan
But, but they say, but they say that your hair's not real, like
Do you got weave, and, and all that jewelry, is it really yours?
Like, they say that your car is rented for real, like

[Verse 3: Miss Mulatto]
Comparing me to other kids
You just can't do that
The only thing we got in common is age, and I proved that
At first, they was like; who that
And I do not mean to brag
But the same people that doubted me, asking for they carrer back
Just keepin it a hundred
Cause this gone be so funny
They gone ask me for some money when the road no longer bumpy
Remember that, I call it fake facts
They stab me in my back
And I'm supposed to act like they, supported me from way back
Like, girl, where you been at?
You went Hollywood but I ain't even change my habitat
Picture that, kodiak
I'm the same on and off the track
And I stay humble, never changing like these thermostats
They call me cocky, they don't even know me
All you see is Youtube videos and Twitter homie
It's deeper that this rap game
My blood won't support cause I don't do a sport, ain't that a shame
But y'all think this easy
You couldn't do what I do for a day, please, believe me
Sleeping on the TV
TV to the yo
Yo done skipped dinner cause I got another show
But I ain't even stressing it
Females at my throat, they just mad that I'm relevant
I'm doing me, so I'll never look back at what I could've been
And wit me from the bottom, selling mixtapes where you should'e been