Hook:
Never did this for the fame are you joking (What)
Just had to make sure the game was in motion (Aww)
On the street then I see they look at me taking stares like all the elevators had been broken (Ooh)
These other spitters just cannot keep up
Schooling you rappers get back on the bus (Get back)
Third mixtape is coming in a couple months and I can guarantee you I’m ‘bout to go up (Aye, aye, aye)
Verse 1:
Came in the game and it’s simple and plain ‘cause when they see you winning they poison the water (Aww, yikes)
But I’m feeling sorry they ain’t had a choice ‘cause this industry really done make you a monster (For real)
If you sober up and just put that lean down for a second then maybe I’ll make you an offer (No cap)
Stop being wack and then we can collab and I keep it a hundred put that on my honor
Interlude: For real though. Like, just lay off the drugs
Hook:
Never did this for the fame are you joking (What)
Just had to make sure the game was in motion (Aww)
On the street then I see they look at me taking stares like all the elevators had been broken (Ooh)
These other spitters just cannot keep up
Schooling you rappers get back on the bus (Get back, Yuh))
Third mixtape is coming in a couple months and I can guarantee you I’m ‘bout to go up (Aww)
Verse 2:
You better listen up
Anytime I go and get involved
I’m gonna rip it up
Don’t be so quick to judge
I’m finna spit it all while the rest of the whole industry go ahead and live it up
Clean out your mouth you got cavities
I think that all of these snakes tryna rattle me
Don’t understand I’m a bad emcee, actually think they so lost in the face they don’t notice what’s happening (Yikes)
Yuh, I just call ‘em as I see ‘em like I was one of the Romans (Ooh)
While you all stuck with no motive and running in circles
Just stop making songs and come up with a purpose
You fools just don’t even see what I’m saying
My speech is a weapon
A lethal injection
My mom always said if you can’t say something nice, then don’t say nothing but you needed the message
Hook:
Never did this for the fame are you joking (What)
Just had to make sure the game was in motion (Aww)
On the street then I see they look at me taking stares like all the elevators had been broken (Ooh)
These other spitters just cannot keep up
Schooling you rappers get back on the bus (Get back)
Third mixtape is coming in a couple months and I can guarantee you I’m ‘bout to go up (Aww, aye, aye, aye)
Verse 3:
Yuh, all you rappers are a dime a piece and I believe
They plotting ‘bout me quietly
Paying for a hot song yeah you like to cheat but I can see
Don’t think you’re who you’d like to be
Ain’t right for me, I write what’s inside of me yeah…
The good the bad make gooder raps and then I go and slice the beat
See ‘em nodding like I agree
Been so poetic
You know that I’m finna full send it
I keep getting iller no medic
Was never afraid so I might take a risk and go get it
With every written more leverage
I flow independant
Don’t care if it’s 24 karat, nah
I don’t care about the bling
Just the sounds and the beat
And I’m feeling like I’m really living out of a dream
Slaughter the beat
Gotta achieve
Everything that I ever really even wanted to be
All for the team
Ball in the league
’Til they get so freaking sick of me that they did a cough and sneeze
And they cough ’til they wheeze
Uhh, Yeah,cthat’s just who I am and I put it on a track
Looking at my past
It hurt going through it but it built me that’s a real thing when I couldn’t understand
Outro: Yeah, bleed on the page and grieve from the stage, J-7
Never did this for the fame are you joking (What)
Just had to make sure the game was in motion (Aww)
On the street then I see they look at me taking stares like all the elevators had been broken (Ooh)
These other spitters just cannot keep up
Schooling you rappers get back on the bus (Get back)
Third mixtape is coming in a couple months and I can guarantee you I’m ‘bout to go up (Aye, aye, aye)
Verse 1:
Came in the game and it’s simple and plain ‘cause when they see you winning they poison the water (Aww, yikes)
But I’m feeling sorry they ain’t had a choice ‘cause this industry really done make you a monster (For real)
If you sober up and just put that lean down for a second then maybe I’ll make you an offer (No cap)
Stop being wack and then we can collab and I keep it a hundred put that on my honor
Interlude: For real though. Like, just lay off the drugs
Hook:
Never did this for the fame are you joking (What)
Just had to make sure the game was in motion (Aww)
On the street then I see they look at me taking stares like all the elevators had been broken (Ooh)
These other spitters just cannot keep up
Schooling you rappers get back on the bus (Get back, Yuh))
Third mixtape is coming in a couple months and I can guarantee you I’m ‘bout to go up (Aww)
Verse 2:
You better listen up
Anytime I go and get involved
I’m gonna rip it up
Don’t be so quick to judge
I’m finna spit it all while the rest of the whole industry go ahead and live it up
Clean out your mouth you got cavities
I think that all of these snakes tryna rattle me
Don’t understand I’m a bad emcee, actually think they so lost in the face they don’t notice what’s happening (Yikes)
Yuh, I just call ‘em as I see ‘em like I was one of the Romans (Ooh)
While you all stuck with no motive and running in circles
Just stop making songs and come up with a purpose
You fools just don’t even see what I’m saying
My speech is a weapon
A lethal injection
My mom always said if you can’t say something nice, then don’t say nothing but you needed the message
Hook:
Never did this for the fame are you joking (What)
Just had to make sure the game was in motion (Aww)
On the street then I see they look at me taking stares like all the elevators had been broken (Ooh)
These other spitters just cannot keep up
Schooling you rappers get back on the bus (Get back)
Third mixtape is coming in a couple months and I can guarantee you I’m ‘bout to go up (Aww, aye, aye, aye)
Verse 3:
Yuh, all you rappers are a dime a piece and I believe
They plotting ‘bout me quietly
Paying for a hot song yeah you like to cheat but I can see
Don’t think you’re who you’d like to be
Ain’t right for me, I write what’s inside of me yeah…
The good the bad make gooder raps and then I go and slice the beat
See ‘em nodding like I agree
Been so poetic
You know that I’m finna full send it
I keep getting iller no medic
Was never afraid so I might take a risk and go get it
With every written more leverage
I flow independant
Don’t care if it’s 24 karat, nah
I don’t care about the bling
Just the sounds and the beat
And I’m feeling like I’m really living out of a dream
Slaughter the beat
Gotta achieve
Everything that I ever really even wanted to be
All for the team
Ball in the league
’Til they get so freaking sick of me that they did a cough and sneeze
And they cough ’til they wheeze
Uhh, Yeah,cthat’s just who I am and I put it on a track
Looking at my past
It hurt going through it but it built me that’s a real thing when I couldn’t understand
Outro: Yeah, bleed on the page and grieve from the stage, J-7
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