Outro (The Show Is Up)
T-Rell from the Zel
If not me then who
I'm in Northern California
I admire the view
And when it comes
To this rap shit
What more can I do
And if you ever stream my music
Then I made this for you
The ones who stuck by my side
It's been a hell of a ride
Through all the ups and the downs
Different cities and towns
I never switched up my flow
I always stuck with my sound
The music just don't hit the same
It's like you watered it down
Yeah you niggas making songs
But tell me how do they sound
How much time did you take
Is it real or is it fake
Nigga gave you a hot beat
And you blew up by mistake
I've been doing this rap shit
Since Puffy and Mase
Since Biggie and Pac
Since Future and Drake
Nigga I'm with the greats
Nigga stay in your place
And I might not get the credit
That's the shit that I hate
That's the thing about life
It's whatever you make
And if I learned one thing
Stay away from the fake
So I'm chilling by myself
Taking blunts to the face
Who can I run too
Just trying to escape
I took this rap shit so far
When it was just a hobby
At California Fogos At
Cleveland and Wasabi
If it's too heavy for you
Then put it on the dolly
I was out in San Francisco
Riding on the trolley
Think about my niggas gone
And how I'm still surviving
Leave it up to God
Cause it's all about perfect timing
I had to start a label
When these niggas didn't sign me
If not me then who
I'm in Northern California
I admire the view
And when it comes
To this rap shit
What more can I do
And if you ever stream my music
Then I made this for you
The ones who stuck by my side
It's been a hell of a ride
Through all the ups and the downs
Different cities and towns
I never switched up my flow
I always stuck with my sound
The music just don't hit the same
It's like you watered it down
Yeah you niggas making songs
But tell me how do they sound
How much time did you take
Is it real or is it fake
Nigga gave you a hot beat
And you blew up by mistake
I've been doing this rap shit
Since Puffy and Mase
Since Biggie and Pac
Since Future and Drake
Nigga I'm with the greats
Nigga stay in your place
And I might not get the credit
That's the shit that I hate
That's the thing about life
It's whatever you make
And if I learned one thing
Stay away from the fake
So I'm chilling by myself
Taking blunts to the face
Who can I run too
Just trying to escape
I took this rap shit so far
When it was just a hobby
At California Fogos At
Cleveland and Wasabi
If it's too heavy for you
Then put it on the dolly
I was out in San Francisco
Riding on the trolley
Think about my niggas gone
And how I'm still surviving
Leave it up to God
Cause it's all about perfect timing
I had to start a label
When these niggas didn't sign me
Credits
Writer(s): Terrell Idom
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