Lyrics:
level, boy, go pay your rent first
And then maybe I'll sign you
I'm looking for talent, I hope that I find you
(Wait a minute, you asked me now let me tell
know many pose a perfect picture Secretly they hoes
All that time you spent on writing it but you not Living by the code
I can't stop the cooking; album
at this point, it's now or whatever
Which got me dodging her question, "Is this now or forever?"
We all make mistakes, tell me who has it all together
Times
then I seen them the last time
Then selling dimes, now it's quarter keys, stacking G's
In the South Indies
My nigga them folks riding bicycles among
commit to what you said
Never thought that I’d wish I was dead
Now I’m haunted by the voices in my—
Otherwise they’d be one person
I am one person, and I
by the way that they messing their cadences
Why you put me at they level that's messed up in every sense
Half a sneeze up on the beat, I say ahh
never boring, every morning I wake up and try to best myself
I never got to be suppressed or stealthy to express myself
It's kinda healthy
Cool, now let
nuclear
Yeah i go nuclear
This albums nuclear
I'm blowing the fuck up
My time is now men
I see the omens
The stars are telling
You got this Ruther
brainer
Future risky king of optimistics
Got my whole team living in one body
Got my instincts showing me your gimmicks
These are levels someone stole my
Aye Rod, do or die, you revolutionized all styles of super fly
Suit & ties to every single Jordan, yeah, you knew the vibe
By the way, I still ain't
Gotta make it better than the previous
Keeping Up
Tryna rap to impress all the media
Shoutin' Out,
The rest of the crew, you know I see ya
Leaving now
Turning up this thing
My music just a little
Everybody want
My flame is on the level
Talent money fame
It bought me a record deal
Anything I want
played by a honeyDIP
But now I'm on the money TIP so now I call the honeydip honey BITCH
And swing hardcore because that's where I come from (yeah)
I
Piece by Piece imma get there just like a rubix
These bars a ruthless I just hope I don't lose this
These girls in my lane got me swerving
They see
and giving hand outs
If you down, then it ain't my fault
Do it 'til niggas can't breathe
Y'all should be hip to the sauce by now
Moving 'til I'm pulling
There was once a time I said Music is My Love; But
Now I got another, the Loving's just getting tough!
Now Music's just a lover; I ain't doing her
thing together
I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin' to tell ya'
I told ya' how to think about it, now I want to tell how to get the thing
played by a honeyDIP
But now I'm on the money TIP so now I call the honeydip honey BITCH
And swing hardcore because that's where I come from (yeah)
I
problems are small[00:39.72]Compared to the blessings that's sent to us all[00:41.33]I'm employed by God, so I could never be fired[00:44.12]I said now
[Kool Keith]
I got skill you're on my tip now back off
Slack off let me do this and y'all turn the wack off
The radio stereo here we go
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
a lit wire
That split in the pit
Fibers and bzzz you hit
By the "Gangsta Boogie"
Every ghetto it's the meadow never
Settle for your level
Kept it real-o
Crank up the volume, what you value lately?
The album out it sounds amazing and production wavy
They love to hate me
It wasn't cause I hung around
younger
Now you should grow up, Relax
Just stay focused on the money
That you're making when you rap
You wont like what i'm saying
But i'm keeping you
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