Rejects (feat. This Is 509)
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Aye Yea we pulled up in a space coupe Tell me what you do Milli for the pain, man I pulled up with my crew No diamonds on my wrist, no diamonds on my neck No riches on me yet, you can call me a reject yea Pulled up in a space coupe, tell me what you'd do Milli for the pain, man I pulled up with my crew No diamonds on my wrist, no diamonds on my neck No riches on me yet, you can call me a reject yea They told me I was fronting when I told them that I'll kill it I don't need confirmation, honestly I don't feel it They said I need a big watch so I can tell the time I hate hearing tick tock I've been on my grind No need to complicate it, you don't like it then you hate it Silly rappers jaded, cup of codeine got you faded Off these pills after all them tears Had a conversation told her this my year Yea we pulled up in a space coupe Tell me what you do Milli for the pain, man I pulled up with my crew No diamonds on my wrist, no diamonds on my neck No riches on me yet, you can call me a reject yea Pulled up in a space coupe, tell me what you'd do Milli for the pain, man I pulled up with my crew No diamonds on my wrist, no diamonds on my neck No riches on me yet, you can call me a reject yea I don't need a new hoe, I don't need a new car I can do this all fine, single singing under stars Pray to God, told me I would go far Amen (Yea) So you all thought I was funny when I showed up Now you all acting serious when I blow up Mark my words, I don't slur Steading running I prefer, when I'm noticed call me sir Make it the top it's all a blur In a dark space coupe with the 509 We came from the bottom, now we both finna shine You throw bills on some shaking ass I save money so you can mow my grass Yea (THIS IS 509) I'm pulling up with my team, you rappers my mini me's They tryna steal my style But they know they cannot compete When I take my shot that feels like dumping up a three I swear I kill the game, had to put it in symmetry Who's in my cemetery, but you know my vision blurry I'm sick and I'm feeling worried Because you know I be Illy But I'll be alright alright, please do not kill the vibe No you is not muslim, you are not 509 Aye pull up with the bag no deposit Put it in my savings, notice on my wallet And you know it ain't tricking if you got it Most these rappers stay steady pocket watching So tell me now where you stand you said that you is winning and that you the man, old man Bro I swear those are big words, big claims Speaking for them tiny diamonds Dancing on that fake chain Hold Up 1, 1, 2, 3, We Just... (Yea) I don't need your colored paper Like a wanna be Blueface Or wearing blue J's, but really maybe I'm Two-faced I'm bringing it back, saying I'm wack Always been broke, need to be woke Things that I spoke, words that I choke Thinking its funny, I guess I'm a joke They call me joker, but really I'm stuck here playing poker I sit at a table of snakes, I'm always high with the stakes I don't care anymore they'll always be losing respect They'll never understand me and 509 The Rejects
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Written by: Jacob Cannon, Timothy Senchenko
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