Violins ft. Dean Lauro Lyrics

The prophet told them

Game is changing

But they ain't believe him

Style changes like the seasons

Just give me another reason

Tell me I should stop right here

I won't listen to reason

Giving up right now is treason

I'm the thing to believe in

Rock the mic with only one hand

The others in my pocket

Playing with my empty wallet

That's the reason I won't stop it

In it all for recognition

You only do itprofit

Listen don't be stubborn bout it

Just wait for my album droppin

Then I KNOW that y'all gon cop it

Don't even try to lie

You hate to admit that you wanna listen

Behind my back these people dissin

Friends I had with no ambition

Staying on the fucking ground

Bitch man now look at me now

I'm looking down

You asking how

Listen for sounds

You hear the sound

Of me going around

Making beats, selling em

Hopping on others

Partly a featuring artist

Dropping my own shit

You know it

The grind

Can only describe how I'm feeling

It's just about time

I waited too long to hop on a track but I'm finally

back

Ay

We still got two minutes

That's what I know you're thinking

Probably hating these raps

All in your feelings

(Drake!)

(I mean call this shit corny all you want but at least I'm doing something)

(Y'all are not)

Yous is stuck in your basement

Maybe you live in your bedroom

Get 24 hours a day of silence

Except for school time

When you sit in quiet

While homie I'm starting a riot

Enjoy your peace and quiet

It's better off for my mindset

I prefer you when you're silent

Just wrote out a contract

Sign it

Every week get more on the label

Think that It's nothing? Just stop with the fables

I'm starting out now

Brought shit to the table

Pull-up in a Maybach a whip or a Chrysler

That aint your girl cause I just enticed her

Maybe not yet

But I'm soon to be Michael

That aint a work ethic

You just entitled

I guess that i'm snapping

We eating we snacking em

The game'll chew you to pieces

It's too bad that I'm poison then

I wanna get rap in a chokehold

Try to make deals but I just hear "please hold"

But not for long

Come back in a year

Hundred grand strong

But that's just an estimate

I know I can't rest a bit

I boutta trip off a cliff and start landing it

(Dawg, I swear when I say this shit)


(I aint making it up)

(It might not've even had happened yet but it's)

(It's Coming up)

(I can't tell a lie so I swear to god)

(You're watching at the start)

(Think I'm falling off)

Take that cliff I'm climbing up

I swear that I'm my biggest judge

And started all because a grudge

Against the people coming up

Spent my whole life punching up

I got ideas they don't wanna hear

They think that I've been sitting here

I defied the odds, listen, here!

I dropped one project, twenty bucks

A joke song, made that ten times that up

So go ahead add that up

I'll have a hundred before you're done

I flow quick I flow slow

Raps IEP

And Y'all know

Your shit don't work like birth control

Spit a lane ass verse, you lost control

And worst of all it wasn't yours

You went online and looked up words

No freestyle ever been rehearsed

He just dropped a song, damn he just the worst

(No freestyle ever been rehearsed

He just dropped a song, damn he just the worst)

(I ain't even make a pop song and you're still gonna be humming this shit for weeks)

(Damn)