Lyrics : Nico Raymond Degiacomo/Vincent Timothy Jacovelli/Shaun Michael Lichtenstein/Mark A Roberge
Music : Nico Raymond Degiacomo/Vincent Timothy Jacovelli/Shaun Michael Lichtenstein/Mark A Roberge
Dame
Whoa
When I started rapping nobody wanted to listen, nobody thought that I was good, nobody thought I was gifted ay
Made it my mission, took the hate I was given, then developed the game plan and created an image
Started without cash, now I'm making a killing
Started without flues, now I’m hitting a million
High how silly it goes and I'm ready to snap
I know my fake friends who got me stabbed in the back
That's a matter of fact, all u rappers are trash you only talk about the cars, guns bitches and cash
When in your real life, you sit home stack on your ass
Feeding you bullshit you putting in your raps
I talk about real life and shit that I’ve been through
And page vivid stories when I pick up an pencil
If you disagree then you are part of the issues, cause words are weapons you able to misuse
Tell a hater they can kick rocks
I don't got time on my rich watch
24/7 I'm killing it Non-stop
And I'm pulling up to your block
Tell a hater they can kick rocks
Let them run there mouth with that shit talk
24/7 I'm killing it Non-stop
And I'm pulling up to your block
I'm back Live from West dive in the checks
So reminds me ones more who you **** try to neglect
The fame broth passion but I've survive the stress
Going Gold **** the Platinum homie, Dime is Next
This is funky as it’s finest and some relentlessly and it shows
This is what you get whit passion meet obsession whit the crow
This shit is way bigger then impression on the post
Turn to put me on the list, with the Legends and the Goats
So **** the mass Appeal Boy, keep the passion real so plus still I’m the mother ****ing package deal
I eat this rappers up for lunch that's a half of meal
He stays skills and now I’m palm, like I'm package still
Talk business on flights out to Rio, haters see a shoot I'ma dive like a Neon, my hearted baby you can tell I'm a Leo
Me myself and I, best of em all ****ing trio
So I can never put my trust in a snake
You couldn’t get on my level read the mustard stray
Go an athlete mindset hustling is Bank, Mass of man, Vin Jay, OH No, you ****ing with the greats, I'm like
Tell a hater they can kick rocks
I don't got time on my rich watch
24/7 I'm killing it Non-stop
And I'm pulling up to your block
Tell a hater they can kick rocks
Let them run there mouth with that shit talk
24/7 I'm killing it Non-stop
And I'm pulling up to your block
Tell a hater they can kick rocks
Mass of men and Vin Jay
Pulling up to your block