Statement
Yeah
I never thought I'm standin' here year later
I never thought you fucker show up as a hater
I see my mama still say the lord's prayer
And I'm still in the basement, still feelin way up
I had to do my service that's why I'm away
I wanted to be hustling but I had to stay
And when I came back they knew I never really stay
The only thing they did is sayin'
Brian stay safe
4 days in and I gave em a song
It's 96ix on the mic so I had to go on
My name changed but I ain't
My game changed but I ain't
Yeah
Clocked in with Jossily in the 5, tryna make it right
All night til the morning light
Same time, knew my mama had a fight
With herself cause she had to take a flight
And I felt that she wants to came back to the fam
All respect to the gang, to the fans
To the bros, everything
I just needed more time for myself, more time for my health
Put the work on a shelf, uh
I could have dropped the album last year
Cause I thought I didn't have the time to make it all here
I finished the service and I lost my fear
Of gettin' forgotten, now I'm up, I'll never disappear
Yeah, I wouldn't say it was a waste of time
I just had a plan and I didn't wanna add it to the line
Reminiscing to the days I didn't see the sun shine
Everybody actin' crazy but in fact I'm feelin' fine, goddamn
Y'all just need to chill, but you prolly never will
Take a look at my team, yeah they trill huh
It looks like a win yeah I kill
It's not about the business boy it's all about the will huh
The day came but it ain't the same
Mama still away and my little brother plays the game
Just another day, so prolly that's the reason why I leave
Or the fuckers, Imma let the bitches breathe, oh god
Yeah, Imma let the bitches breathe, oh god
Yeah
But it ain't enough, yeah
But I ain't had enough, packed my whole shit
Moved to the studio and designed it like an old crib
It prolly was the most important time at work
Had a girl in the studio and some fuckers on the lurk
I prolly been to busy, I just wanna make it litty
All together with Jossily and the whole crew with me
You wanna give up, I wanna show love
So I wrote you a song girl
Wasn't enough, you turnt the phone off
But just know you're at home girl
Now I'm happy I found homies in exchange
And they with me everytime I'm callin' when they out of range
That's the reason why I'm fuckin' with em still
And when I ain't got no money they would run to pay my bill
Yeah
I still had a job at a coffee house
For a couple Francs, all my homies know I'm runnin' out
It's hard to leave with that amount of money
Seein' all them people shoppin', I still got the same shit on me
So I quit it for another occupation
Now I'm chillin' in the office and I'm on the phone waitin'
Now it's on the clock late, and I'm not more patient
Yeah, it feels like I'm not awake
This my motherfucking statement
Yeah, goddamn
This my motherfucking statement
Goddamn, yeah
Yeah that's how it sound like When I Come Home
And my chair at the meeting felt like it's the golden throne
Thought about quitting cause I just hit number 1
And I'm no more sitting, all them bosses see me gone, yeah
Go and get a job (y'all know that song, yeah, okay)
I'm just here and do my job (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, alright y'all get it)
Yeah, fuck it, I don't need that shit, now I'm on my own
Drove straight to the studio and I did it all alone
I can't believe it's over (it's over?), yeah Word to My Fam
And I'm gonna take it over, 96ix season
Dope is what I'm breathin', hope is what I'm feelin'
Big time schemin', this what I believe in
Yeah, I feel like the people need me
Yeah, it got crazy
Live show and them girls goin' wild
That's the thing I really wanted when I dreamed as a child
But now it's real, the people listening to my music tho
And ain't nobody messin' with my futuristic rapping flow
I could prolly rap forever if I want it
But you'd be lookin' worse if I go on, your mirror vomits
I play the Cavs style yeah you just play the Hornets
And if I go on this way I'm prolly gonna count the hundreds, yeah
In Favela I'm just fucking with them dope ones
Callin' Luke and we prolly gonna roll one
2018 y'all ain't ready for this shit
It's 96ix and I'm never gonna quit motherfuckers
I never thought I'm standin' here year later
I never thought you fucker show up as a hater
I see my mama still say the lord's prayer
And I'm still in the basement, still feelin way up
I had to do my service that's why I'm away
I wanted to be hustling but I had to stay
And when I came back they knew I never really stay
The only thing they did is sayin'
Brian stay safe
4 days in and I gave em a song
It's 96ix on the mic so I had to go on
My name changed but I ain't
My game changed but I ain't
Yeah
Clocked in with Jossily in the 5, tryna make it right
All night til the morning light
Same time, knew my mama had a fight
With herself cause she had to take a flight
And I felt that she wants to came back to the fam
All respect to the gang, to the fans
To the bros, everything
I just needed more time for myself, more time for my health
Put the work on a shelf, uh
I could have dropped the album last year
Cause I thought I didn't have the time to make it all here
I finished the service and I lost my fear
Of gettin' forgotten, now I'm up, I'll never disappear
Yeah, I wouldn't say it was a waste of time
I just had a plan and I didn't wanna add it to the line
Reminiscing to the days I didn't see the sun shine
Everybody actin' crazy but in fact I'm feelin' fine, goddamn
Y'all just need to chill, but you prolly never will
Take a look at my team, yeah they trill huh
It looks like a win yeah I kill
It's not about the business boy it's all about the will huh
The day came but it ain't the same
Mama still away and my little brother plays the game
Just another day, so prolly that's the reason why I leave
Or the fuckers, Imma let the bitches breathe, oh god
Yeah, Imma let the bitches breathe, oh god
Yeah
But it ain't enough, yeah
But I ain't had enough, packed my whole shit
Moved to the studio and designed it like an old crib
It prolly was the most important time at work
Had a girl in the studio and some fuckers on the lurk
I prolly been to busy, I just wanna make it litty
All together with Jossily and the whole crew with me
You wanna give up, I wanna show love
So I wrote you a song girl
Wasn't enough, you turnt the phone off
But just know you're at home girl
Now I'm happy I found homies in exchange
And they with me everytime I'm callin' when they out of range
That's the reason why I'm fuckin' with em still
And when I ain't got no money they would run to pay my bill
Yeah
I still had a job at a coffee house
For a couple Francs, all my homies know I'm runnin' out
It's hard to leave with that amount of money
Seein' all them people shoppin', I still got the same shit on me
So I quit it for another occupation
Now I'm chillin' in the office and I'm on the phone waitin'
Now it's on the clock late, and I'm not more patient
Yeah, it feels like I'm not awake
This my motherfucking statement
Yeah, goddamn
This my motherfucking statement
Goddamn, yeah
Yeah that's how it sound like When I Come Home
And my chair at the meeting felt like it's the golden throne
Thought about quitting cause I just hit number 1
And I'm no more sitting, all them bosses see me gone, yeah
Go and get a job (y'all know that song, yeah, okay)
I'm just here and do my job (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, alright y'all get it)
Yeah, fuck it, I don't need that shit, now I'm on my own
Drove straight to the studio and I did it all alone
I can't believe it's over (it's over?), yeah Word to My Fam
And I'm gonna take it over, 96ix season
Dope is what I'm breathin', hope is what I'm feelin'
Big time schemin', this what I believe in
Yeah, I feel like the people need me
Yeah, it got crazy
Live show and them girls goin' wild
That's the thing I really wanted when I dreamed as a child
But now it's real, the people listening to my music tho
And ain't nobody messin' with my futuristic rapping flow
I could prolly rap forever if I want it
But you'd be lookin' worse if I go on, your mirror vomits
I play the Cavs style yeah you just play the Hornets
And if I go on this way I'm prolly gonna count the hundreds, yeah
In Favela I'm just fucking with them dope ones
Callin' Luke and we prolly gonna roll one
2018 y'all ain't ready for this shit
It's 96ix and I'm never gonna quit motherfuckers
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Beck
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