KEY TO SHINING KEY ft. Lil Rango Lyrics

Ahem (talk to 'em then)

I don't know what's in store for me

But I'm open for business

Still getting my wishes

A genie who turned into a genius

So while you guys are sipping on Guinness

I'm transcribing my bars into the Guinness World Records book

Nineteen years how long it took

Just take a look, we can make a song without a hook

And still drop something so hot

That even Gordon Ramsay gotta say

"Let him cook" (got damn)

But don't turn on the stove bro

I don't need a fire 'cause my tongue a natural lighter

My tongue a natural lighter

My mom a natural fighter

It's down to the wire, I been spitting this natural fire

And just wait

This shake sipping, this knife gripping

Vanilla Man can make something you all can admire

I used to dream of getting treated now the Treats pay me

I call this shit monopoly I'm in your head rent free

And when the bars go back to back nobody else can beat

Your favorite duo when the beat go key to shining key

It's like this y'all, it's like this y'all

Now bop your head to the beat we can't miss y'all!

From making records in my room

To spitting when in the booth

Ay Lil Rango let 'em know that we got something to prove

See what we came here to do, is to let you know the truth

That it's okay if you've ever been feeling royally blue

Just look inside and you will find there's more to living your life

And you'll be better off 'cause everyone is right by your side

My flow has been immaculate

I been waiting to rap again

If you tryna question it, I hope this answers it

Don't you even ask again

If you need then ask a friend

They'll agree without a doubt

I mean come on man

Have you heard the songs that I put out?

Nibo and I spit back and forth more often then you play catch with your pops

I wrote these lyrics down in thirty minutes tops

A song with me or Nibo best believe that it's a bop

I treat my life like it's a staircase 'cause I'm climbing to the top

I said I'm climbing to the top

And all these hits'll never stop

Because they call my shit Dwayne

Already know it's finna rock

Just let me go, I'm on a roll

These little beats can heal your soul

And let the music take your breath away and make your spirit whole

They say I'll never be making a killing

The way I be living my life, senior citizen

But I be swinging and missing and winning and sinning

And sweet as the cinnamon, sipping and tripping and dipping

In excellence, dripping in lettermans

If you need excellence, call The Vanilla Man

And Lil Rango you know we be spitting it

Call this shit done with the way that I finished it