My Own Festival



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Okay, let's get it
Yea, we got it
I'm more creative, they more basic
Slasher flicks when I spit, I give ya clique a facelift
Make ya famous for the wrong reasons
Halloween to New Years gon be a long season
You love a winner 'til they caught cheatin'
Like the Astro's, made a lil bankroll off that World Series
Bought my baby girl some pearl earrings
Need a pearl Bimmer with the good steering
I been giving out game, but they just don't hear me
So what I do
Scream at 'em, make they dreams shatter
Me and Odis hangin' like the fringe off a leather jacket
More plottin', more schemin' I got better tactics
Never average, dropped hella classics
All they say is 'wow' when they tell it backwards
They rockin' with us now but will they be there after
Off top that don't even matter
I'm zoned in never see me lackin,
Flippin' all this hype shit, get it stackin'
Money in my pocket like a Mighty Max
I don't embellish, I just write the facts
The game changin', not a question if I might adapt
Okay, let's get it like the title track
Let me shoot my shot, let me ISO that
Put the battery in they backs
Where my rivals at
They can't guard me, speak Godly
Wrote this verse in a secret garden
If this was '93 I'd sign to Loud Records, not Chris Farley
In that vintage Tommy Boy
Who steppin' to me, watch me leave 'em all destroyed
Wake 'em up, stop sleepin' on ya boy,
They only ride ya wave 'til they don't need it anymore
Might hit the gym, just to chisel my physique
This is instant vintage like Raphael Saadiq
This that 'oh shit, P up next', I bring ya doom like Zev Love X
They aint get it though,
Dripped down in Shoot Your Shot Merch from head to toe
You got a grudge hoe, then let it go
Tune into another episode of that Shoot Your Shot TV
Feelin' like ODB, you thought you wasn't gon see me
I had to make my entrance
Kinetic vibes make 'em feel my presence
They gettin' desperate but they'd never get the message
I'm playin' Call Of Duty, bumpin' Lil Uzi
I'd make it outta gulag, wearing all my jewelry
Too wavy, gotta scuba just to see it truly
Chasin' all this moola in a pair of New Bs
I got big plans, make that money switch hands
Mashin' in a Japanese whip playin' Kissland
On the weekend, I might throw my own festival
And I won't need a wristband
Okay we out,
St. Charles on the beat
Now throw this tape on repeat

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Written by: Charles Ubungen, Paul Solis

Lyrics © DistroKid

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