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Wassup everybody, feels good to get back on here. Life's been dumb busy but I'm prioritizing music above everything. I cancelled all my classes for the summertime so I can focus more on putting content out for you guys. This drop extra special and I hope you guys fw a new approach. Might do shit like this again, might not. Either way, love yall for the relentless support you guys show to me. I wouldn't trade it for anything. N THANK U FOR 25K WTF LETS GOOO!!!!!!
- Entire beat made with my 4th drum kit for sale (https://sellfy.com/p/Mxep)
15% off with discount code "NOHOOK" upon checkout
- Shoot me a screenshot of your purchase to any of my social media platforms and I'll reply with the isolated vocals for you to do your own remixes to!
- Following up with a youtube tutorial for this beat on my channel (https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCUbeDu0BEIx3GfVfLO9aPvw)
LYRICS:
You see me on the stage, I seen you muggin from the audience
You say you hold the steel, but you aint finna pull it are you bitch
You can do it too mane, why you hating, make your own moves
Split on all your partners, yall be faking on what yall gon do
Rodney Mullen how I keep my balance on these fools
A zombie walk, the speed yall on, when challenging you fools
You stealing sauce just to get your fans to listen
Damn I feel like Ichiro in a little league scrimmage
Its sink or swim in these waters, I'm doing laps round the arena
Throwing dough outside the window, doin donuts in a beemer
You doggy paddle to the check, I'm breaststroking to that bag
Michael Phelps to the money, while yall sleeping on yall ass
I'm good in different sections I got spots like its monopoly
You aint no real fan, just want your paws on my commodities
They copy off my quality, but it dont really bother me
My girl look like a model, she on me like she was off a bean
If you not speaking on some money your number gon get forgotten
I dont care what the offer, I got 100 other options
In the cut, running shit up, fuckin up nothing but all of my ends up
RICH is in my name like wtf you thought the plan was
I need designer cleats cuz ima run it til the death of me
And I never lose, I'm feelin sorry for my enemies
I'm runnin shit, going 0 to infinity
They callin you a mini-me, I'm sorry bout your feelins g
If you prayin on my downfall you can hold my whole dick
Hop the fuck outside my lane cuz I'm not slowing down for shit
You lames stay twitter talking but be living pacifist
I'm Bruce Lee w these hands, boy dont make me pass a fist
Fetish for the flexin, veggie omelette for the breakfast
Here to strap a muzzle on these peons barking all reckless
Ooh, and I dont hold a lot of weapons
But if you want the pressure we can piece it up like tetris
I used to rock them chains that leave them rashes on my neck
I chase a bag until my legs fall out, you passing up the check
Although my mama isn't here, she up watchin all over me
She told me: get it on my own and to never trust the police
I walk w extra cover cuz I know how it get cold at night
I'm pimpin w the stick, bitch I pull up like its Dolemite
Only speaking factual whether its on or off a mic
I step up on the scene and watch they jaws get to droppin like:
"Damn folk did you just wash them shits today?"
And I said "Fuck no baby I went and bought them shits today"
If I aint had it then I bought it, if I cant buy it then I rob it
Living broke was not an option, had to get it how I got it
Written by: JASON RICH
Recorded by: JASON RICH
Produced by: JASON RICH
Engineered by: https://soundcloud.com/bbnomula
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- 25K