Matrix
Rippin' it up pon the floor that you dance on
I was like her first dance, bet I'll be the last one
I am the first man from Windsor to make rap songs, this good
Something like my disc stood out on it's own
Hear a lot of little thoughts from rappers that's grown
Thank you in advance for the chance got the thrown
I occupy this big ass chair all alone
I'm shining like the fridge and I never carry chrome
I'm high like a bridge, yea I'm always kinda stoned
Never answer calls, I don't recognize your tone
They like me when I'm gone, they don't like me when I'm home
I'm back
Imagination like the rugrats, call me angelica
Fifteen propellers, I fly
I am like a never ending engine how I drive
Kinda like the mob how he got so many ties
Kinda like a fob how I revolutionize
Who got the keys
Who got the flowers for the bees, the cheese for my crackers
Who got the password
Who got the password, to the matrix, huh
Everybody does, gimme time to type it up
Gimme time to type it up
Just gimme time
Who got the password, to the matrix, huh
Everybody does, gimme time to type it up
Gimme time to type it up
Just gimme time
I did that, always making classics like a Cris Craft
It's you verse me and we can see that it's a mismatch
I'm going first round in the rap draft
Defying all the backlash
I had to make a catalog of trash to make a catalog of slaps
There's nothing wrong with that
It made me flexible in fact
I remember thinkin' I would never make it out intact, yea
I remember thinking my music sucked a couple years back
Before I learned how to meditate I was quick to react
Instead of understand
To a rap game legend from the number fan
Nobody really seen the vision always part of my plan
Nate and I put the band back together, making jams
We got hits, hits, hits like pshh, boom, bam
I could draw a diagram and they still don't understand me
There's no way in hell that imma die without a grammy
Not that awards are what the fuck I live for
Catch me out on world tour, selling out arenas
Catch me with a black card, or maybe swiping visas
I was like her first dance, bet I'll be the last one
I am the first man from Windsor to make rap songs, this good
Something like my disc stood out on it's own
Hear a lot of little thoughts from rappers that's grown
Thank you in advance for the chance got the thrown
I occupy this big ass chair all alone
I'm shining like the fridge and I never carry chrome
I'm high like a bridge, yea I'm always kinda stoned
Never answer calls, I don't recognize your tone
They like me when I'm gone, they don't like me when I'm home
I'm back
Imagination like the rugrats, call me angelica
Fifteen propellers, I fly
I am like a never ending engine how I drive
Kinda like the mob how he got so many ties
Kinda like a fob how I revolutionize
Who got the keys
Who got the flowers for the bees, the cheese for my crackers
Who got the password
Who got the password, to the matrix, huh
Everybody does, gimme time to type it up
Gimme time to type it up
Just gimme time
Who got the password, to the matrix, huh
Everybody does, gimme time to type it up
Gimme time to type it up
Just gimme time
I did that, always making classics like a Cris Craft
It's you verse me and we can see that it's a mismatch
I'm going first round in the rap draft
Defying all the backlash
I had to make a catalog of trash to make a catalog of slaps
There's nothing wrong with that
It made me flexible in fact
I remember thinkin' I would never make it out intact, yea
I remember thinking my music sucked a couple years back
Before I learned how to meditate I was quick to react
Instead of understand
To a rap game legend from the number fan
Nobody really seen the vision always part of my plan
Nate and I put the band back together, making jams
We got hits, hits, hits like pshh, boom, bam
I could draw a diagram and they still don't understand me
There's no way in hell that imma die without a grammy
Not that awards are what the fuck I live for
Catch me out on world tour, selling out arenas
Catch me with a black card, or maybe swiping visas
Credits
Writer(s): Devon Lisinski
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