REECE JAMES

You're too comfortable, you don't belong here
Got the north screaming what the fuck is going on here?
I been moving silent though
Let the smoke clear
Finna 'bout to pad the stats in one go for the whole year

(Yeah, okay)

Lacing my chucks, I'm running again
Defending the sticks, I'm drumming again
You testing your luck, like, shot after shot
But I got the bridge blocked, you ain't gunning again

Call it too cold, blue blood in my veins
I keep it winning, it's numbing the pain
At it 24 hours, like Kobe
I need like one shot, and it's money again

I've seen it all
Got so good at winning
They would pay to see me fall
Chatshit on the internet
But you can't call
Rolling when I'm on the grass
But that's just my default (Nah,)

Don't you get it side track
Tell 'em put that mic back
Barkin' on some trees
But them bitches, never bite back
Left some DMs in the mud
'Cause I don't write back
They could try to push me off these wings
But I'll be right back
Reece James, I be right back

It's been the same
Chelsea in blood
We don't fuck with no lames

Had a lot of cover artist tell me they better
Then they heard the high notes
Now they cover the games

Lotta producers tryna give free advices
But when they hear the drops
They be droppin' their pay

Had a lot of rappers freestylin' on stories
But when they step in the stu'
They got nothing to say

Heard it all
I'm moving so high
They would pay to see me fall
If you just talk on Internet
Then please don't call
I'm rolling when I'm on the grass
But that's just my default

Nah, don't you get it side track
Tell 'em put that mic back
Barkin' on some trees but them bitches never bite back
Left some DMs in the mud, 'Cause I don't write back
They could try to push me off these wings
But I'll be right back
Reece James, I be right back

I be (right back)
Reece James, I be
(Right back)
I be, (right back)
Reece James, I be

(They could try to push me off these wings)
(But I be, right back)
(Reece James, I be)

(Oh, Ohh)

(Brilliant from Reece James, he can't stop scoring,)
(What a run of form, this boy is in)



Credits
Writer(s): Eklavvya Kaushal, Eklavya Kaushal
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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