作词 : Ryler J. Speich
作曲 : Mike Scianna
And you know who got the baddest flow up in this bitch
19 years started rapping my nigga I thought I was getting rich
My mentality feverish, plus
All of the women I got with
Jus saw me for something I wasn't
Until I dipped
And you cannot claim that I wasn't important
They hate when you winning
you know it's not like they ever supported
The style that they claiming is theirs was imported
My team and I, we make sure it get sorted
And I die for this shit while they dying of thirst
You makin numbers,
That's cool but I don't remember your verse
Try to rub in that pain where it hurts
Dont let it get to you
Those be the same people who jus ridin with you for the perks
See I met a couple of people of those
When you got backstage with hoes
When the money come
that's when they show up
They aint really with you till you blow up
That's how you knowin your goin up
More fake people and the circle smaller
Aint speak to you in over four months
Now you hit me up, what's the moral
I know my value as a rap performer
In an overstatured industry
Where you always look at where the winners be
Young nigga do it differently
Why I'd even choose to rap
That shit a mystery
It's not like they aint enough rappers
These days it's all done so easily
But we making history
26 and in my country aint nobody
Doing it like I did it
Just bump this shit vibe with it
I came a long way from low self esteem nigga
And troubled kid
To a internationally rotated young rapper at big events
Back then didn't stand a chance
Now Im grown, wearing bigger pants
My whole team dun did advance
Now it's the game that we head against
You in it for clout, I'm in it for purpose
You can hear it in my verses
You can see it in my eyes
When I got called up for the prize
And if you aint in for passion
Then why you keep doin it?
What's the point in pursuing it
You wanted money and the fame
But that shit never came
Aww man, almost felt sorry
You missed the moral of the story
it's grind hard or go home
No matter how much you scoring
Still doubt me, you been sleeping
On the come up but I been eating
Phone off, but it's still beeping
We broke up, but Im still beating
Girl you love me like a bad habit
Pussy good, Im a damn addict
If I can have it
Imma dip in it and I'll swim in it
Like the Atlantic
Yuh,
And you know who got the baddest flow up in this bitch
At 19 years started rapping my nigga I thought I was getting rich
My mentality feverish, plus
All of the women I got with
Jus saw me for something I wasn't
Until I dipped
作词 : Ryler J. Speich
作曲 : Mike Scianna
And you know who got the baddest flow up in this bitch
19 years started rapping my nigga I thought I was getting rich
My mentality feverish, plus
All of the women I got with
Jus saw me for something I wasn't
Until I dipped
And you cannot claim that I wasn't important
They hate when you winning
you know it's not like they ever supported
The style that they claiming is theirs was imported
My team and I, we make sure it get sorted
And I die for this shit while they dying of thirst
You makin numbers,
That's cool but I don't remember your verse
Try to rub in that pain where it hurts
Dont let it get to you
Those be the same people who jus ridin with you for the perks
See I met a couple of people of those
When you got backstage with hoes
When the money come
that's when they show up
They aint really with you till you blow up
That's how you knowin your goin up
More fake people and the circle smaller
Aint speak to you in over four months
Now you hit me up, what's the moral
I know my value as a rap performer
In an overstatured industry
Where you always look at where the winners be
Young nigga do it differently
Why I'd even choose to rap
That shit a mystery
It's not like they aint enough rappers
These days it's all done so easily
But we making history
26 and in my country aint nobody
Doing it like I did it
Just bump this shit vibe with it
I came a long way from low self esteem nigga
And troubled kid
To a internationally rotated young rapper at big events
Back then didn't stand a chance
Now Im grown, wearing bigger pants
My whole team dun did advance
Now it's the game that we head against
You in it for clout, I'm in it for purpose
You can hear it in my verses
You can see it in my eyes
When I got called up for the prize
And if you aint in for passion
Then why you keep doin it?
What's the point in pursuing it
You wanted money and the fame
But that shit never came
Aww man, almost felt sorry
You missed the moral of the story
it's grind hard or go home
No matter how much you scoring
Still doubt me, you been sleeping
On the come up but I been eating
Phone off, but it's still beeping
We broke up, but Im still beating
Girl you love me like a bad habit
Pussy good, Im a damn addict
If I can have it
Imma dip in it and I'll swim in it
Like the Atlantic
Yuh,
And you know who got the baddest flow up in this bitch
At 19 years started rapping my nigga I thought I was getting rich
My mentality feverish, plus
All of the women I got with
Jus saw me for something I wasn't
Until I dipped