Lyrics
Subtitles ready{Intro} This a sound check, bitch {Verse 1} I'm feelin this shit, it;'s a bop Friends been askin me to drop How many wars been fought Between me and these industry thots Got issues wit me cuz I'm takin shots Cuz got no filter up on my thoughts So here you go, its all I got The one man studio, What should I do to yo Practice makes perfect and this shi is cardio That's facts could run it up wit the pros This they house till I show up at the door Like"Knock knock sorry, who are you?" {Chorus} Ayy, uh, the demons in the group chat, talkin a lot, they lurkin I got the bag on my back, still ain't spend what I got, still workin Drop, drop, drop, they keep beggin me to drop, can't stop, keep it comin Broke the lock on the vault, now the whole block hot, and the room gettin ugly Say my name in the thread, watch the tempo go up, yeah, make it shake Too locked in, can't quit, I been lit, I been up, no sleep, no break So good at this, no cap, I'ma run till I stop, then I double back Hand it off to God, I'm too deep in the dark, it don't get better then that Do this till I........ Drop. {Verse 2} Left a few beats buried, nobody mentions No ish, more skeleton's in the closet Got too much Versace, leaky faucet,(Drip,Drip) I put out an album make some noise when I cook it I cannot be top ten, then get locked in Nike hood so big lookin like Compton Felt the fall off before the world did Still in the booth with the door shut, stackin takes till the booth smokin. Been a hot while since I came up, been a minute AI music got the game chasin' gimmicks Everybody copy, nobody got a vision I'm still in the lab tryna build a legacy different Tryin to give this bitch meanin, "Put the beat outta it's misery" Not till it's done pleasin me I'm gon fuck it up, leave it real bloody It's gonna be studied, like "Who did this?" No more reasonin, just gore and guts for my fine dining Every dark cloud gotta silver lining, huh Then mine's stunnin Or is it stunted {Chorus} Ayy, uh, the demons in the group chat, talkin a lot, they lurkin I got the bag on my back, still ain't spend what I got, still workin Drop, drop, drop, they keep beggin me to drop, can't stop, keep it comin Broke the lock on the vault, now the whole block hot, and the room gettin ugly Say my name in the thread, watch the tempo go up, yeah, make it shake Too locked in, can't quit, I been lit, I been up, no sleep, no break So good at this, no cap, I'ma run till I stop, then I double back Hand it off to God, I'm too deep in the dark, it don't get better then that Do this till I........ Drop. {Outro} Onto my next song