Book of Flow

歌手: RTJ • 专辑:Mood • 发布时间:2021-01-30
作词 : RTJ
 作曲 : RTJ
Imma get four grammys sipping on that champagne
Don’t you gram me, I’m working on my campaign
Levelling up, y’all say I switched lanes
Wanna get higher, I call that propane (pro pain)
Imma get four grammys sipping on that champagne
Don’t you gram me, I’m working on my campaign
Levelling up, y’all say I switched lanes
Wanna get higher, I call that propane (pro pain)
My flow cold like I blow snow
Oh no
I grow dough and I mold gold
Play doe
They don’t know that I won’t fold
And I won’t go
Stay bold
But I keep low
Till my shit blow
Y’all don’t know the shit thats up in my mind
All I ever do in life is nothing but grind
I’m sitting in my room and I’m thinking of rhymes
Combining these thoughts and I’m writing these lines
With these flows they say I’m going insane
**** what you think, imma be making it rain
Don’t you dare to cross me, this my ****ing domain
The adventures of Jonny, like I’m ****ing Mark Twain
Maybe you’re right
Maybe I shouldn’t be holding the mic
Maybe I should just let go the fight
Or maybe it’s time that I get on my flight
You gotta get on my height yeah
Every rapper wanna be one of a kind
Over confident when they spitting their rhymes
But the truth is we all sick in the mind
Wanna see light but don’t open the blinds
Searching for purpose, the truth that they find
Getting ****ed over, the label they signed
Wanna find diamonds so I’m looking for mines
**** it, Imma live in the present this time
I don’t know what y’all think about me
I’m killing tracks, y’all call it first degree
Y’all first to see
So take a seat
Don’t play with heat
Don’t even breath
Cuz I’m back in my roots
Spitting the truth
Holding it down with these beats I abuse
I’m on the loose
You lit the fuse
Now don’t you go and try to make an excuse
Imma get four grammys sipping on that champagne
Don’t you gram me, I’m working on my campaign
Levelling up, y’all say I switched lanes
Wanna get higher, I call that propane (pro pain)
Imma get four grammys sipping on that champagne
Don’t you gram me, I’m working on my campaign
Levelling up, y’all say I switched lanes
Wanna get higher, I call that propane (pro pain)
Imma bring all of the right rhymes at the right time
Imma fight till the light dies, till my last line
Imma make rope outta twine, know this shit’s mine
Got a lot shit on my mind, but that’s fine
Know I’m coming in hot, ****ing the game
I was taught by my pop to be ducking the hate
I’m taking my shot, not for the fame
I’m just tryna turn all these beats into flames
Imma get four grammys sipping on that champagne
Don’t you gram me, I’m working on my campaign
Levelling up, y’all say I switched lanes
Wanna get higher, I call that propane (pro pain)
Imma get four grammys sipping on that champagne
Don’t you gram me, I’m working on my campaign
Levelling up, y’all say I switched lanes
Wanna get higher, I call that propane (pro pain)
Imma get four grammys sipping on that champagne
Don’t you gram me, I’m working on my campaign
Levelling up, y’all say I switched lanes
Wanna get higher, I call that propane (pro pain)
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