Industry Baby
Baby back, ayy
Couple racks, ayy
Couple Grammys on a
Couple plaques, ayy
That's a fact, ayy
Throw it back, ayy
Throw it back, ayy
And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began, yeah
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
Then I went did it again, yeah
I told you long ago, on the road
I know what they're waitin' for
I don't run from nothin', dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really rootin' for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say
"I don't run from nothin', dog"
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
Need, uh
Need to get this album done
Need a couple number ones
Need a plaque on every song
Need me like one with Nicki now
Tell a rap nigga, "I don't see ya", ha
I'ma pop nigga like Bieber, ha
I fuck bitches, I'm queer, ha
But these sane bitches like Madea
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, let's do it
I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit
I blew up now everybody tryna sue me
You call me Rain but the six call me ruthless
And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began, yeah
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
Then I went did it again, yeah
I told you long ago, on the road
I know what they waiting for (I know what they waiting for)
I don't run from nothin', dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low (bitch, I ain't runnin' from no one)
You was never really rootin' for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say
"I don't run from nothin', dog"
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
On traffic wrecking the scene
I'm battling Nicki, this is me
Plus my criminal record obscene
Tryna down play it with me
Look like a joke, Rakeem
I fuck girls when they're clean
Wanna smack my ass cheek you don't need to ask me
Print this out but they taking notes
Making bills that only fans post
Wishi he could but he don't come close
Rock game I'm making change
Now they want me at every show
Kill the rap and I don't wear fo'
I'm a brat and I got this song
I told you long ago, on the road
I know what they waiting for (I know what they waiting for)
I don't run from nothin', dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low (bitch, I ain't runnin' from no one)
You was never really rootin' for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say
I don't run from nothin', dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
Couple racks, ayy
Couple Grammys on a
Couple plaques, ayy
That's a fact, ayy
Throw it back, ayy
Throw it back, ayy
And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began, yeah
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
Then I went did it again, yeah
I told you long ago, on the road
I know what they're waitin' for
I don't run from nothin', dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really rootin' for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say
"I don't run from nothin', dog"
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
Need, uh
Need to get this album done
Need a couple number ones
Need a plaque on every song
Need me like one with Nicki now
Tell a rap nigga, "I don't see ya", ha
I'ma pop nigga like Bieber, ha
I fuck bitches, I'm queer, ha
But these sane bitches like Madea
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, let's do it
I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit
I blew up now everybody tryna sue me
You call me Rain but the six call me ruthless
And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began, yeah
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
Then I went did it again, yeah
I told you long ago, on the road
I know what they waiting for (I know what they waiting for)
I don't run from nothin', dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low (bitch, I ain't runnin' from no one)
You was never really rootin' for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say
"I don't run from nothin', dog"
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
On traffic wrecking the scene
I'm battling Nicki, this is me
Plus my criminal record obscene
Tryna down play it with me
Look like a joke, Rakeem
I fuck girls when they're clean
Wanna smack my ass cheek you don't need to ask me
Print this out but they taking notes
Making bills that only fans post
Wishi he could but he don't come close
Rock game I'm making change
Now they want me at every show
Kill the rap and I don't wear fo'
I'm a brat and I got this song
I told you long ago, on the road
I know what they waiting for (I know what they waiting for)
I don't run from nothin', dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low (bitch, I ain't runnin' from no one)
You was never really rootin' for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say
I don't run from nothin', dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
Credits
Writer(s): Kanye Omari West, Mark Carl Stolinski Williams, David Biral, Denzel Michael-akil Baptiste, Raul Ignacio Cubina, Montero Lamar Hill, Rosario Peter Lenzo Iv, Jack Harlow, Nicholas David Lee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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