Nero
Hello. Hey. Hi. What's up, how ya doin
There's a new kid in the league and he's already been brewin'
Bat in hand,
I'll be damned
Listenin' to all his fans, his name they chant
(Oh my god Teeny)
An these kids who keep sayin'
"you ain't shit"
"You'll never get rich"
"boy, you can't make hits"
Yada yada yada, right then I hop off the bench.
Barry Bonds, Every song, That I'm on or I mix.
Ruthless while I'm producin'.
Ya I'm in my momma's basement.
Twenty-something and grindin'.
Come and see how spacious.
Got a lake in the yard, it's far from basic
Hundred fifty-foot flag
Mom n Dad we finally made it
Land of the free, Land of the dreams
If you're working, and working and working and working these things
No handouts, Nothin in life is free
If you want it, go and get it
That's what they told me,
So I'm on
Tell me I'm a two faced cold boy
Flipped a middle finger sayin deuces sayonara to the old boy. Tell me I'm a cold boy
(Tell me I'm a cold boy)
Tell me I'm a cold boy
Tell me I'm a two faced cold boy
Flipped a middle finger sayin deuces sayonara to the old boy
Tell me I'm a cold boy
(Cold boy, cold boy)
Tell me I'm a cold boy
Tell me I'm a two-faced cold boy
Flipped a middle finger sayin deuces sayonara to the old boy
Tell me I'm a cold boy.
(Tell me I'm a cold boy)
Oh god
Understand this.
I'm the El Cap'e Tan of the river styx
Let me slip into my onyx suit, get my sable kicks
Cuz let's be honest, blacks what I look good in.
I don't really care about you.
Concerning myself with myself is all that I do
Keepin' it on high alert.
What'd you think I'm your friend man
Don't be absurd
Cuz I'm feeling like a plague doc
I got these visions in my head, feel the ground drop
Thinking ima be a mean mother
But I can honestly see that my dreams are in the backdrop
Cuz I am, but a, dream weaver
I need some anesthesia got a high fever
Playin with a torch, go to work in my forge
Die or survive is what I'm given, I can say I chose to be ignored
Bounce
There's a new kid in the league and he's already been brewin'
Bat in hand,
I'll be damned
Listenin' to all his fans, his name they chant
(Oh my god Teeny)
An these kids who keep sayin'
"you ain't shit"
"You'll never get rich"
"boy, you can't make hits"
Yada yada yada, right then I hop off the bench.
Barry Bonds, Every song, That I'm on or I mix.
Ruthless while I'm producin'.
Ya I'm in my momma's basement.
Twenty-something and grindin'.
Come and see how spacious.
Got a lake in the yard, it's far from basic
Hundred fifty-foot flag
Mom n Dad we finally made it
Land of the free, Land of the dreams
If you're working, and working and working and working these things
No handouts, Nothin in life is free
If you want it, go and get it
That's what they told me,
So I'm on
Tell me I'm a two faced cold boy
Flipped a middle finger sayin deuces sayonara to the old boy. Tell me I'm a cold boy
(Tell me I'm a cold boy)
Tell me I'm a cold boy
Tell me I'm a two faced cold boy
Flipped a middle finger sayin deuces sayonara to the old boy
Tell me I'm a cold boy
(Cold boy, cold boy)
Tell me I'm a cold boy
Tell me I'm a two-faced cold boy
Flipped a middle finger sayin deuces sayonara to the old boy
Tell me I'm a cold boy.
(Tell me I'm a cold boy)
Oh god
Understand this.
I'm the El Cap'e Tan of the river styx
Let me slip into my onyx suit, get my sable kicks
Cuz let's be honest, blacks what I look good in.
I don't really care about you.
Concerning myself with myself is all that I do
Keepin' it on high alert.
What'd you think I'm your friend man
Don't be absurd
Cuz I'm feeling like a plague doc
I got these visions in my head, feel the ground drop
Thinking ima be a mean mother
But I can honestly see that my dreams are in the backdrop
Cuz I am, but a, dream weaver
I need some anesthesia got a high fever
Playin with a torch, go to work in my forge
Die or survive is what I'm given, I can say I chose to be ignored
Bounce
Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Teeny
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