Lyrics:
you back up if you don't want me to bust on you!
I use the time that's issued to brew a new chapter of rappers
Actors steady tryna dust off mics when
But still shorty wild
Turned on by forty cals
Was young never saw me wild, clutch Robert Horry style
No wonder why I picked up triggers to beef
I
all the way back in 2023
Saved it for my album cause I know a fucking masterpiece
Made a plan, took a while but I did it all lonely
Must've opened my
I'm at a press conference higher than a 747
Half asleep at the microphone, it was a quarter to eleven
I was excited for my new album, anticipating it's
choking and my lungs won't provide air
Then I dropped an album, they reacted to it and
Started selling out First Avenue
Now all the bad dreams I have are
of applause for Mr. Quay Miller
(Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes)
On November 10, he released the most streamed and controversial album
That will keep you on the edge
of my castle
Can't be killed by blade or bazooka
I ain't new to this game you see me growing up inside your computer
My reign don't end when it rains
Dropped my first album never rock in my life
Did everything on mah own wrote the songs, hit the mic
Get the beats all nice stayed up got it right
Minimal
different on outlook on Vegas
Section 8 had to learn how rap bruh
This life for me you looking mad huh
I ain't too impressed with your nine albums
I'ma be
Knocked down by countless albums
Now you wonder how your ears
Just got some sexual arousal
Cuz this is how we do it
Bounce with the music
Thinking how I can
I've got a ticket to ride, my Beatles virginity is denied
The biggest court-case since insect genocide
Was trending as headline news until Genghis Khan
Hill's rise
One album was classic, I wish it would've lasted but
Then, I met James, new sound, new fashion
I never claimed I was the best, the first,
When I'm on the mic, under the lights a couple listen
But the tension lies in me tryin' to be a Christian
And finding that even lies and deceit
Would be
a good summer for me)
New York, Big City
of Dreams'
To get by, cats doing plenty of things
""Y'all don't really
think I can be
hot in the club
Y'all think
gohan
by himself
without dad
tryna fight cell
is it bm or ysl
is it bm or rockafella
i can spin him of the beat wid my accapella
sip a cold copella wid
these prawns bin enjoyin
Ya my french canadians way up there north east past here in ON
To the down south ones to man migrated
My bayouns finna new
ass to get to the top
But when I signed on your album flopped and you got laid off
[Hook, 2X]
Who are you to try and be true
The fact is you define
performed two songs and most hate it
I'm despised by the heavens, my tombstone is post-dated
I told flex he had to wait to get my album, but I guess he
out the shop
Mint green sidekick, custom-made rag top
"Strictly Business" is the album that we play
"You're A Customer"; the pick of the day
Now there's
vision was clouded
They used to doubt, son
They only care about income I'm
Worried about the outcome
My flow will make Jay
Electronica drop the album
Shit,
the latest phase in hip hop
And I mean face it..hip hop sucks without us
And we're the best that bust and best at touching the mic
I mean I like how y'all do
Yeah
Worked so hard on caterpillar but the bitch never came out huh
No more wasting time on dope bars every time I drop a new album
That was
you an expert. And if that's the case
By my count I'm right around a 100k
And nowhere close to even being done today
Catching sun rays. Like I'm
a yawn mower
To finish up the final Jetta album to brawl over
Ironic that I'm done but when I drop this sh*t y'all over
Because this sh*t y'all under
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