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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #357
Peak in subgenre #198
Author
Versatile & Quis
Uploaded
August 15, 2016
Track Files
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MP3 4.9 MB • 160 kbps • 4:17
Lyrics
Music’s my priority, it is above everything//
If you ain’t feeling me consider yourself an enemy
It is like I’m on a menu how they order me//
I’m dishin’ out different flows so they ain’t bored of me
I’m Versatile cus there ain’t no classifying me//
Even though it’s only me, I’m still reppin’ S.O.E.
If I ever blow up I’ll bring up the whole team//
I remember when rappin’ was just a cool thing
Now it’s something different it’s something that helps me//
Whenever I’m stressed, I write and it relieves me
Don’t know what I’d do without it’s like a cure for me//
Everytime I join a group it’s a product of me
Catch me in the studio unleashing my pain//
Throwing punches in the booth like I’m inside a ring
Or I be inside a gym, making gains//
Received the most hate in 08’, but now it all changed
All my bad grades, I swear it’s cus of music//
All these fake friends, I swear it’s cus of music
Arguments with my girl, I swear it’s cus of music//
But when I had bad days I depended on music
So if I get the power I’m prolly gonna’ abuse it//
And if I get the cash, you know I’m a blow it
My girl got that ass but that’s something I ain’t showing//
And if I’m ever ballin’ you gon’ tell if she be glowing
I’m high off that feeling that feeling of making hits//
That’s something you ain’t feeling cus you never making hits
Rappers claiming they hot when they started they wasn’t warm//
I got dreams of me on stage, state to state tour
Clothing I can’t pronounce, leather on the decor//
My chick whos so profound, satin sheets on the floor
Rarely doing laundry, heading out to the store//
Never runnin’ out cus I’m always working for more
(I’m hungry starving for more)
If this is a risk it’s something I’m gonna’ take//
I don’t care about the fame but that’s prolly what I’ll create
If I don’t find the path that’s something that I’m a make//
You vampire rappers I’m holding on to the stakes
I’m starting to think this rap game is something like a class//
Cus when I’m working with students, you all are always late
I’m starting to think this rap game is something like a race//
Cus all these racers are last I’m maxing meters on the dash
All these rappers I passed, yea I know I got potential//
Producers hittin’ me to hop on their instrumentals
Dropped a verse on a track with six others two years ago//
I was in a different state and the only Filipino
All the true fans know I don’t do this for dinero//
I got them hot lines blowin’ fire like I’m Spyro
I’d rather die poor, knowing that I spit truth//
Than knowing deep inside I lied to become a rich dude
(Cus it’s worth it)
