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D-Pryde
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12AM In Chinatown
This isn't real to you, is it? On the roster of Lolla they couldn't say I ain't did it Pointing out blind facts about how I haven't been killing it All because I let go of an image that wasn't real to me Always had motivation, every check might be my last paper Tell them bitches I got a deal out the flash player Ain't even got a blue check up on my twitter page But I could pull as much views as major artists do in a day How did it feel when you saw that blast on those websites? Got a masters in publishing deal and I got my set right And I shouldn't be bragging but this one is for my haters Once you saw I signed to BMG I wonder how it felt like, what Two mix tapes gold on the net Now these artists try to mimic the formula that I used But I made a cult of kids that were waiting hard for an idol Bitch, I taught you indie labels that this was just more than views My skin tone has probably been a weakness But bitch sit down for this prophecy I'll be preaching Trigonometry hasn't been relatable to my being 'Cause I never had a co-sign, I made it here with dope rhymes Made it here by who I know, higher than a doobie roll Tryina play with millions when I used to play with Yu-Gi-Oh Haven't been home in so long, but still my city go strong Toronto, the underrated town you should take notes on Hoe, 10K was made in a month And I'm a little Asian dork with no radio buzz And I don't have anything else that I should say to you punks But get your head up in the game, get your felacio up Pause, you can laugh and say my style is PG bound But say it to my face 'cause all I'm hearing is meows 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Pussy ass artists who sat and stayed there in denial Are the same assholes I look at and say look at me now Major labels they slept, sat and worried about debt It isn't 'bout the spot I'm in, it's about the spot that I'll get And you tell me that he's better, you tell me that he's a threat Then that's cool, I got a sniper, I'm aiming right at his head, pop This one's for Stai, Phil, Den-Z and J, James Arcara and Niel, I do this all for my people Mad Ryan and Rik, Josa, AZ and Gnyus We build this team from the ground, a business related fetus I'm here Looks like the kid is well on his peak Mad speculation to how much I'mma sell in a week But I'm fine, I know the hearts of my competitors beat But I show no heart, my shit sound acapella to me I'm being real, I don't got to buy a table at the club Or tell you I'm on the guest list All that shit is petty when it all falls down, it's numbers, money and music And the only phrase I'm going by now is get rich You wanna talk about the fact you hit my wife first? But you worked for that ass boy, that shit to me was light work While you at the crib tryina text her and tryina write her She ain't answering 'cause she's with me, enjoying better scenery Some people act like I don't hustle and breathe this Some of you see my ass as the second coming of Jesus Well, my third time's coming, you seen how I kill a remix You think all this shit is dope? You'll see how crazy my EP is Prizzy!
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