Lyrics:
an artist draw em' down with the blick
Lemme pop pop mmm
Nigga I can't stop stop
This is top notch
Kill gorilla's with ba-na-na
Lemme pop my shit
I'm
You should only make what you want
Started fuckin ragin ever since I been an artist.
Put em in they place They ain't boss
But they always claim that
selling artist (em), what about you?
Don't believe the hype (nope)
When them niggas say they got you (no)
I can't be scared of heights (no)
I gotta go
You must not have known
That I was enough
All These women
Wrapped in linen
Thinking it's designer
But they never met an Artist
Make em' feel finer
hit me in the DM
While I wait for that cash I'll let the future of artists kill em
Fucking kill em
Fucking kill em
Future of artists
Fucking kill em
head up, nigga, set it up
Or we can do the other thing, I love to wet it up
You rappers and artists, tell 'em, shut it up
'Cause I'll fuck every
up
Your rappers and artists, tell em, shut it up
Cause I'll fuck every last one of em up, especially Kurupt
See that's my lil' homeboy, so he knows
and artists, tell 'em
Shut it up
'Cos I'll fuck every last one of 'em up
Especially Kurupt
See that's my lil' homeboy
So he knows what's up
He better keep it
You call em' artists I call em' food
Fuck with me have you eating through a straw and tube
But my music is healing like my mother's hugs
cnyday now
things started
Get retarded, and one two, I'mma fix these artists
Take 'em one by one, tie 'em up, line 'em up
Treat 'em like a cigar, fire them niggas
a bad bitch
M-I-S,Miss
I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this
I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list
Them otha' artist, I keep em
But I've kicked back, observed, and
I'm honest... Watched 'em bleed 'em
Artists young and old
I can bring you to the top! Where'd this unwritten law
time for vertigo
Reverberate for your convertible
[Phesto]
Yeah...yeah
Hard nose in the contest like Ron Artess
The con artist
Bombard 'em and start 'em
our brain.
I'm settin' up traps for rats
Who snatch cheese. fly like a trapeze artist.
Tell 'em to bring it on, I comes
The hardest. mjg, pimp,
a bad bitch
M-I-S,Miss
I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this
I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list
Them otha' artist, I keep em' all
bitch
M-I-S,Miss
I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this
I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list
Them otha' artist, I keep em' all
gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this
I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list
Them otha' artist, I keep em' all restless
I don't french kiss
a dean
I be tutoring artist-es
Leave 'em with no audience
All cause they all a facade, my God
Y'all be out partying
I be stealing your audience
All because
ain't no pop up
Target, counterfeit artist, turn em into body, rolled up in a carpet
Taking your brands, taking your market
Organs or fans, both I harvest
to talk to me like we the same individuals
I am anything, but typical
I feel like Bron at the garden
Chop it up, like a mixed martial artists
Make em' jump,
bitch
Figure me out?
Shit is harder Rubik’s
Never could do this,
I listen to artists, mistake em’ for dog shit
Just throw me a Q-Tip
Spitting too much
ironically I'm the hottest
Record label owner ironically I'm the artist
Tell em if you lie then we ain't coolin' in August
If that's a dick move ironically
And I feel like we got good grades
But I wanna be on a roll
She told me they're not artists let 'em starve and just let 'em go
She don't know
Now her
back just being honest
Want this shit so bad I could start crying
Binging interviews from my fav artists
Watch em live the life that I've been wanting
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