Champion Olympic medal with the fist up
Get sharp. Tell them other boys fix up
Uh, yeah, I should get my chips up
But I’m still the man I could still get my dick sucked
AYE! My life fantastic
Don’t this sound like the money in the mattress?
That, “thank god I aint sitting in a casket!”
That re-up shit, it’s what you live for bastaaaard!
Uh, tell ‘em Top Dolla got this!
Plants seed in concrete
I be like a botanist
I could see myself in every ghetto optic
I could never fail, uh, failure not an option
Start button on freeze
I got, no choice but to play that game
I know them ghetto boys feel my pain
Protesting but it still don’t change
Brought umbrellas but I’m still gon’ rain aye!
CHORUS
Hoes down. G’s up.
I’m relaxed, lemonade with the feet up
Uh, them boys cant see us
I’m just showing off trying to see if you can keep up
Aye! And it sound so beautiful.
Aye! Don’t it look so beautiful
Aye! My chick so beautiful
Every rhyme I kick so beautiful
Verse 2
Baby I’m a boss
I don’t know what they do
I drop BOMBS
And I don’t need a label
Chilling in Olympia
Holla like, “Hey Zues”
When I’m in the booth I’m a god
Call me Jesus
Uh, “hey you…aint you
That boy from the gutter you the only one
To breakthrough?”
Yeah, that’s me. No payola I pay dues.
IHD on the shirt, yea we work
Uh, I’m on a 24/7 grind
Yah too late and you’re girlfriend too fine
You wait I already hit two times
Do shine, yeah, give a fuck about who signed
No introduction, this is like an epilogue
Baby I’m a star they should put me on a synagogue
Life’s a bitch, I fuck her like a dog
Word is born, it aint nothing
This is nothing like a song, this is war! Aye!
Chorus
credits
from The New Flesh,
released February 22, 2011
Produced by DJ Flow
Upstart Queens rapper pairs existential themes with cozy, R&B-infused beats; special guests include Orion Sun, DRAM, Eliza Moon, and more.
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