Video musicale
Video musicale
Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dylan Arriaga
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Arriaga
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexandru Dulca
Executive Producer
Michael Zbikowski
Producer
Testi
Shit **** runnin' off a nap
AJ show these motherfuckers up
We headed from Providence all the way to Atlanta Mr. Villain Reloaded
Who said I ain't outside
Give me my flowers
Give me my reign ****
I'm bringin' on terror
I ain't a sell out
My name got range hitta
Remember I'm treasure
My opps still runnin' they mouth they only say rumors
These nobodies sayin' whatever
I'm on a new level this rappin' shit clever
I'm stampin' that I am the best ain't makin' an error
I never pay mind on what has been said
These baddies remember where I'm from
The kid out of Newark security ridin
They say you got to leave the gun
I got back-to-back shows reality is
A **** recently begun
This city still blockin' me out I've proven my strength
So I'm askin' for what
My status could change but you need a quality pound
I'm doin' that run
It isn't for bills since this little change
I'm servin' when I need some fun
I'm keepin' a cert I'm keepin' a hunnid
I'm the target, some **** be huntin
Each of my shooters is crazy we deadass be bussin
But nah never bluffin
I know a couple of bitches who barkin' up trees
It's crazy how in real life they duckin
When you stare into my eyes you matchin' a devil
I'm takin' tens in abundance
I'm countin' my birthdays I spent in the trenches
I'm thinkin' I'm boogie who came outta jungle
My soul been chilled so hear out my anger
They gettin' the memo about how I'm coming
Give me my flowers
Give me my reign ****
I'm bringin' on terror
I ain't a sell out
My name got range hitta
Remember I'm treasure
My opps still runnin' they mouth they only say rumors
These nobodies sayin' whatever
I'm on a new level this rappin' shit clever
I'm stampin' that I am the best ain't makin' an error
Give me my flowers
Give me my reign ****
I'm bringin' on terror
I ain't a sell out
My name got range hitta
Remember I'm treasure
My opps still runnin' they mouth they only say rumors
These nobodies sayin' whatever
I'm on a new level this rappin' shit clever
I'm stampin' that I am the best ain't makin' an error
Damn homie ya shawty be eyein' me down
Get a lock on ya bitch
She droolin' thinkin' of the amount that I went to spend on my wrist
I wasn't 'posed to be in these shoes, too many mad that Day Day exist
So suck my dick
I'll say it again
Too many mad that Day Day exist
So suck my dick bitch
Thinkin' I'm lettin' anyone fumble my bag
I'm totin' this drake I don't miss
Slide in the vet tire marks from the drift
Go tell a **** we can't coexist
Some of these wars can never be fixed
I'm startin' to slip, get back to the script
I'ma win this game, so call me the champ
And then I stamp
My name in the blogs lil shawty gon' gasp
My opps readin' pages they will never grasp
I hit em' with laughter and celebrate after
In hood, I'm respected cause I ain't an actor
Nor breakin' my calm during any disasters
Solid **** for a rapper
Yuh
Solid **** for a rapper
Yuh
Give me my flowers
Give me my reign ****
I'm bringin' on terror
I ain't a sell out
My name got range hitta
Remember I'm treasure
My opps still runnin' they mouth they only say rumors
These nobodies sayin' whatever
I'm on a new level this rappin' shit clever
I'm stampin' that I am the best ain't makin' an error
AJ Show These Motherfuckers Up
I'm steppin' that I am the best, ain't makin' an error, ain't makin' an error
This rappin' shit clever, I'm on a new level
Fuck you talkin' about
Written by: Dylan Arriaga