Records
Yeah
You ain't fucking around
I'm sweating full of energy (whoo)
Doin' lines tryna end a G (to end a G)
On the frontline with the enemies, this an evergreen that's the scenery
Yeah, vivid pictures, never miss a beat
Just to be framed a missing link or scratched off a wishin' list
Box office (box office), when I'm clenchin' fists
As I'm smiling, snitches be ridin' you off the leash
Bluefaced, but rapping off beat
You fake, for face value, craving my defeat
Washed up, flush that shit
Copy new sounds, record, record (record, yeah)
Breaking new grounds, record, record
We got our whole Guinness, record, record
It's our family business, we be breaking records
Calm down, this competition ain't kicking (it ain't kicking)
90 minutes, keep up with time ticking
Under pressure, just to be underground
Grammy mentions, to gain reactions, all labels, holy mansions
Money machine with good work and honesty, that's my MO
You selling no dreams to Muppets with puppetry, yeah, hell no
Murder Geppetto's, in any directions, I'm killin' the industry, yeah
Winning it hands free, yeah
All courts I'm guilty (I'm guilty), all whips you be drivin'
They thought you inspirin' and new trend on the rising, it's on the horizon, ayo
Copy new sounds, record, record
Breaking new grounds, record, record
We got our whole Guinness, record, record (whoa, whoa)
It's our family business, we be breaking records
We crazy for this one
Jump the motherfucking ring
I'm not gon' marry a hoe unless you Marilyn Monroe (bitch)
Merry go around the whole globe, marry poppin'
Mo' dope to your earlobes under my umbrella
Keep company through the weather, monochrome life, she Cruella
Walk in my shoes, Cinderella, beady eyes, seen a fella
Jay walkin', roc a fella, if I had nine lives, prolly be a Rockefeller
Pimpin' butterflies since a caterpillar, I'ma pocket stealer
It's another steal yo, way I'm juggling flows
Like MJ, shootin' these free throws
Okay, 'kay (okay), ridicule eyes closed (eyes closed)
Yeah, Nay says "Entertain yo' cheap prose
Break ankles, you chose
Take chances, tip toes
No features, I arose"
Crawlin' through the rap game, ten years through the hate, I'm a hero
Set fire with these bars like I'm Nero
Yeah (oh), getting your bread to my homestead
I rap crazy 'cause I'm off meds
Sticking to my callin' when my phone dead
Continuously ballin' when you force fed (motherfucker)
You ain't fucking around
I'm sweating full of energy (whoo)
Doin' lines tryna end a G (to end a G)
On the frontline with the enemies, this an evergreen that's the scenery
Yeah, vivid pictures, never miss a beat
Just to be framed a missing link or scratched off a wishin' list
Box office (box office), when I'm clenchin' fists
As I'm smiling, snitches be ridin' you off the leash
Bluefaced, but rapping off beat
You fake, for face value, craving my defeat
Washed up, flush that shit
Copy new sounds, record, record (record, yeah)
Breaking new grounds, record, record
We got our whole Guinness, record, record
It's our family business, we be breaking records
Calm down, this competition ain't kicking (it ain't kicking)
90 minutes, keep up with time ticking
Under pressure, just to be underground
Grammy mentions, to gain reactions, all labels, holy mansions
Money machine with good work and honesty, that's my MO
You selling no dreams to Muppets with puppetry, yeah, hell no
Murder Geppetto's, in any directions, I'm killin' the industry, yeah
Winning it hands free, yeah
All courts I'm guilty (I'm guilty), all whips you be drivin'
They thought you inspirin' and new trend on the rising, it's on the horizon, ayo
Copy new sounds, record, record
Breaking new grounds, record, record
We got our whole Guinness, record, record (whoa, whoa)
It's our family business, we be breaking records
We crazy for this one
Jump the motherfucking ring
I'm not gon' marry a hoe unless you Marilyn Monroe (bitch)
Merry go around the whole globe, marry poppin'
Mo' dope to your earlobes under my umbrella
Keep company through the weather, monochrome life, she Cruella
Walk in my shoes, Cinderella, beady eyes, seen a fella
Jay walkin', roc a fella, if I had nine lives, prolly be a Rockefeller
Pimpin' butterflies since a caterpillar, I'ma pocket stealer
It's another steal yo, way I'm juggling flows
Like MJ, shootin' these free throws
Okay, 'kay (okay), ridicule eyes closed (eyes closed)
Yeah, Nay says "Entertain yo' cheap prose
Break ankles, you chose
Take chances, tip toes
No features, I arose"
Crawlin' through the rap game, ten years through the hate, I'm a hero
Set fire with these bars like I'm Nero
Yeah (oh), getting your bread to my homestead
I rap crazy 'cause I'm off meds
Sticking to my callin' when my phone dead
Continuously ballin' when you force fed (motherfucker)
Credits
Writer(s): Andrei Cerga
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