Not Today

Oh man, they cannot stop us, uh-uh
B and E back in the buildin', baby
Bro, we just dropped an album, you wanna hit 'em again?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's hit 'em

They tried to put the ban on us, uh, yeah
Knocked us down, we got back up
Here's a story about a culture that could not cancel us, uh
This is for the little guy
Smilin' at Goliath with his middle finger up
Yeah, that's who we standin' for, hah

Who's doin' first-week numbers like us, man
We just ran it up
It's been like this for years, yeah check stamina
These artists come and go
They disappear like some magic, huh

The difference is our fans are blood
We treat 'em with that family love
They stick with us no matter what
You need some proof? Okay
Bases loaded, swing batter-batter, swing batter up

Feelin' the grand chancellor
Flyin' in that black on black
Batmobile lookin' bad as fuck
Tearin' round the corner with the mint green on the calipers
They playin' politics
We just sayin' "fuck 'em" like the rapper Russ, ooh

50 thousand tickets sold on the tour
And they ain't play us once
I'm dancin' like I'm DJ Khalid drunk
Congratulations you played yourself

I'm feelin' fabulous
I'm high as fuck in Paris, in Vegas
Like Robbie Maddison
I get the back from here to Alabama
Cats are tatted up with us
That means the champs stamped upon 'em
Like the Stanley Cup
Man, that's love

They gonna try to put you down and lock you in a cage
They gonna try to clip your wings and watch you fall from grace
But that's okay
This is your moment, time to own it
Middle fingers up and show them how to
Get up, get up, get up, get up

Oh no, not today
Oh, not today
Hear me say, not today
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Oh no, not today
Oh, not today
If they knock you down
You smile in their face and you
Get up, get up

Oh no, not today
Oh, not today
They can't fuck with me
Not today
Won't let 'em, let 'em, let 'em, let 'em
Put your middle up and say with a smile
Fuck you, not today

Oh no, not today
I'm about to shake the globe (c'mon)
I don't care 'bout critics opinions or if you play me bro (damn)
All I care about is that little kid, I'm tryna save their soul
Let them know they're made of gold
Teach 'em how to break the mold, then take control

Oh, you want the real, well, here's your daily dose
That's laters to you haters, man
I play you like my game console
If I get down, I get back up
No cap, that's just the way it goes
Pimpin' on these pyramids
Puffin' on that Jamaican gold

Let's raise a toast
I'm Air Jordan from the free-throw line
We're heaven sent like Kendrick said
Shit, we gone be alright
Every day's a test, so you can bet
I'm 'bout to school them all
Fuck your money, fuck your cars
That shit don't make you cool no more

So don't ever let another motherfucker put you down
That shit ain't right
I'ma never let another motherfucker tell me how to live my life
That's right, yo, I'ma catch these rats like Pickle Rick did
I got heart like Tony Stark, so, don't let me click my fingers

They gonna try to put you down and lock you in a cage
They gonna try to clip your wings and watch you fall from grace
But that's okay
This is your moment, time to own it
Middle fingers up and show them how to
Get up, get up, get up, get up

Oh no, not today
Oh, not today
Hear me say, not today
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Oh no, not today
Oh, not today
If they knock you down
You smile in their face and you
Get up, get up

Oh no, not today
Oh, not today
They can't fuck with me
Not today
Won't let up, let up, let up, let up
Oh yeah, put your middle fingers up and say with a smile
Fuck you, not today



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Anders Reichardt, Jonathan Vincent Notley, Max Donald Mackinnon
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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