It's Rude
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Hold up hold up...
Y'all know what
Y'all cats still run up when I role up
Rude with a gold rush girls wanna know what
When Im gonna blow up listen, I lit the fuse
I don't give two fks about likes and views
Y'all up on the gram with your face tattooed
Y'all do it for the clout my inks my news, like
A story of my past life
Y'all know It's Rude that's right, don't ask twice
With a knife in my grip (don't slip)
Leave me alone when I'm lit, like
A split on my cellular
Regular rules are just something I'm missing
Loving the life I'm living
Y'all know It's Rude thats right just listen
(Yo, yuh, yuh, yo, yuh, yuh, yo)
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
I'll be that dragon in the den
Kill that shark and sell it's fins
Mark it's eyes out with a pen
Its about that time yall let me in
(So let me in the fkin' house)
So whose that there selling that rude
Whose there with a hit on you
(Who's there)
Open up he got sh*t to do
Thats right y'all know its
It's Rude
(Yo yuh yuh yo yuh yuh yo)
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Let's take a trip down memory lane
When every MC you knew spit game
We all had heart but the heart done changed
Now y'all talk sh*t about the same old thang
The underground was a boiling pot
With every MC trying to reach the top
Now y'all post vids for the cops to watch
Then you cry like a bch when you get into a knot
It's Rude, when you got some substance
It's Rude, when you fight for that justice
Now y'all just whine like a bch
Post on line just to air your sh*t
Laughing at a man with no shoes
When you be the one with no feet
Then you strut around town
Like you the cook
When you ain't got nothing but rats and leaks
(Yo yuh yuh yo yuh yuh yo)
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Listen, listen
Make my brains comatose
Listen, listen
Make my brains comatose
Listen, listen
Make my brains comatose
Listen to the ending
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Hold up hold up...
Y'all know what
Y'all cats still run up when I role up
Rude with a gold rush girls wanna know what
When Im gonna blow up listen, I lit the fuse
I don't give two fks about likes and views
Y'all up on the gram with your face tattooed
Y'all do it for the clout my inks my news, like
A story of my past life
Y'all know It's Rude that's right, don't ask twice
With a knife in my grip (don't slip)
Leave me alone when I'm lit, like
A split on my cellular
Regular rules are just something I'm missing
Loving the life I'm living
Y'all know It's Rude thats right just listen
(Yo, yuh, yuh, yo, yuh, yuh, yo)
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
I'll be that dragon in the den
Kill that shark and sell it's fins
Mark it's eyes out with a pen
Its about that time yall let me in
(So let me in the fkin' house)
So whose that there selling that rude
Whose there with a hit on you
(Who's there)
Open up he got sh*t to do
Thats right y'all know its
It's Rude
(Yo yuh yuh yo yuh yuh yo)
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Let's take a trip down memory lane
When every MC you knew spit game
We all had heart but the heart done changed
Now y'all talk sh*t about the same old thang
The underground was a boiling pot
With every MC trying to reach the top
Now y'all post vids for the cops to watch
Then you cry like a bch when you get into a knot
It's Rude, when you got some substance
It's Rude, when you fight for that justice
Now y'all just whine like a bch
Post on line just to air your sh*t
Laughing at a man with no shoes
When you be the one with no feet
Then you strut around town
Like you the cook
When you ain't got nothing but rats and leaks
(Yo yuh yuh yo yuh yuh yo)
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Ima, Ima, Ima RudeMan
Listen, listen
Make my brains comatose
Listen, listen
Make my brains comatose
Listen, listen
Make my brains comatose
Listen to the ending
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Writer(s): William Makrigaini
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