Fire Sale
Let me know if you really fuckin with me
Turn the sound up, let them all hear you bumping me
I'm just Being real, y'all are wanna bes
Wanna be like me, stringed like it's puppeteer
Ima have them all fuckin' loving me
Ima have them all fuckin' rushing me
Tried to stay low key, but they wanna hear me
,Telling me these other rappers I'm crushing them
And I already knew that tooted my own horn, and I'm tipping my hat,
Last year got my crew back, published 2 albums
But you already knew that
This year going for 2 more, all work
Cause somebody had to do that
And it won't be them so it's gotta be me
That's fine I'm fixing to bring you good rap
Good rap? What's that? Who's that?
That be, me I'm that lad
Yeah me, the one no cap
Frankly I'm okay with that
Who can really do it better
Switching up the flows more than weather
Aye I'm not one to stick together
Cut different no birds of a feather
Fuck anybody who hasn't followed me this long
I'll honestly body them if they think my pen ain't strong
I'm constantly, being constant whenever I make songs
The prodigy, ima be, and I'll make sure I stay on
Yeah all eyes on me
It's sweet to see, I'm starting to get cavity's
That's make believe
Yeah I'm actually, taking a little time with mentality
I gotta
Whole strategy
Get the bag ready
Watch them all get fucked
Hold the cam steady
They'll put me up front
Get the band ready
Cause I'm about to go ham
Better call the deli
I got jokes
Knock knock who's there at your door
Haha who cares, cause I don't
Pop pop 3 stares from your dome
I am on the verge of snapping back and taking risks
Been wearing my heart on my sleeve
Bout to wear a sleeveless
Been sleeping sleepless
Love is my weakness
But I don't love myself, I don't really know where that me went
I don't hate y'all
They all hate me
Lose lose situation
Not my fault, this is gravy
And I grew to have patience
Not my fault, y'all are lazy
Thinking here, poof famous
If that's the case then at 12 years old, I would sell out stages
I would sell out stages
Pop tops of bottles
Have everyone raging
But this is not that so instead they are hating
I'm loving that feedback
It's my motivation
You With or without me, I'm still going places
But don't hit me up when you see that I'm famous
The day that I'm famous, I'll be celebrating
If you hit me up I, I don't know what your name is
Turn the sound up, let them all hear you bumping me
I'm just Being real, y'all are wanna bes
Wanna be like me, stringed like it's puppeteer
Ima have them all fuckin' loving me
Ima have them all fuckin' rushing me
Tried to stay low key, but they wanna hear me
,Telling me these other rappers I'm crushing them
And I already knew that tooted my own horn, and I'm tipping my hat,
Last year got my crew back, published 2 albums
But you already knew that
This year going for 2 more, all work
Cause somebody had to do that
And it won't be them so it's gotta be me
That's fine I'm fixing to bring you good rap
Good rap? What's that? Who's that?
That be, me I'm that lad
Yeah me, the one no cap
Frankly I'm okay with that
Who can really do it better
Switching up the flows more than weather
Aye I'm not one to stick together
Cut different no birds of a feather
Fuck anybody who hasn't followed me this long
I'll honestly body them if they think my pen ain't strong
I'm constantly, being constant whenever I make songs
The prodigy, ima be, and I'll make sure I stay on
Yeah all eyes on me
It's sweet to see, I'm starting to get cavity's
That's make believe
Yeah I'm actually, taking a little time with mentality
I gotta
Whole strategy
Get the bag ready
Watch them all get fucked
Hold the cam steady
They'll put me up front
Get the band ready
Cause I'm about to go ham
Better call the deli
I got jokes
Knock knock who's there at your door
Haha who cares, cause I don't
Pop pop 3 stares from your dome
I am on the verge of snapping back and taking risks
Been wearing my heart on my sleeve
Bout to wear a sleeveless
Been sleeping sleepless
Love is my weakness
But I don't love myself, I don't really know where that me went
I don't hate y'all
They all hate me
Lose lose situation
Not my fault, this is gravy
And I grew to have patience
Not my fault, y'all are lazy
Thinking here, poof famous
If that's the case then at 12 years old, I would sell out stages
I would sell out stages
Pop tops of bottles
Have everyone raging
But this is not that so instead they are hating
I'm loving that feedback
It's my motivation
You With or without me, I'm still going places
But don't hit me up when you see that I'm famous
The day that I'm famous, I'll be celebrating
If you hit me up I, I don't know what your name is
Credits
Writer(s): Austin Schreiber
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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