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Connor Clement mobs overseas and joins Forces with RappingDrew on PRICE They don't like us Running the price up Making the money today, they filming on me, I'm mic'd up I'm stacking a rack, these niggas is sad, they gon' go fight us I'm feeling a little out of my place, gon' light up They putting these names on me, still finding my path You putting that flame to me, I'm warming my hands You take them cop-outs I don't do fake shit You want to climb with me Might take some patience I been in my trenches I'm grinding it far A beautiful convo with the Queen of Hearts I'm watching my destiny align with the stars Caroline - France, she doing her part I need an immaculate peach Pioneer square with the keys Never brought sand to the beach Always there, waiting on me I needed money to step my game up Only way to keep that flame up Get a lot more love from strangers Imma euro step to Cambridge Never been the type who stays down When I get on the mic, I freestyle She on the bus, can't lease now In the village baby, I can breathe now Like oh my lady Taken back I'm crazy Aye, I'm driven through the city late night Feeling like I'm famous It's a million miles and a boba tea to keep my eyes on straight And I think the way she wanna live Is gonna take a little more savings They don't like us Coming in high huh Baby don't come here if you wanna hate Imma lay some down, so lighten up It's maxed out, no takes back MAK MADE THAT, It's fye huh I stack these hunnits, I plot on wealth I fight that fight, that's life huh? They don't like us Running the price up Making the money today, they filming on me, I'm mic'd up I'm stacking a rack, these niggas is sad, they gon' go fight us I'm feeling a little out of my place, gon' light up They putting these names on me, still finding my path You putting that flame to me, I'm warming my hands You take them cop-outs I don't do fake shit You want to climb with me Might take some patience Every time I drop a verse they be like what the hell Every time you drop that verse they be like what's that smell I dun told you its a marathon man can't you tell Tell the lord all your plans and see him L.O.L When it comes to the crop Im the cream Nah Mean Not tryna be seen by the scene nah mean Carve my own lane with my team nah mean You aint never seen the shit that I've seen nah mean Counting all my blessings, damn I can not help it The way I preach it in this verse they say that I'm the Reverend Don't get me out my mojo, if Mace says go then it's go The only Boris that I acknowledge is Nicole's Kojo Tribulations and trials, yeah I fight for survival Bitch niggaz will praise you whilst being in heavy denial Walk In my shoes you won't last a mile Ate this beat up running it up like Kyle Gold on my neck call me Simone Biles Enemies round my way and the lord on speed dial They take them cop-outs I don't do fake shits You wanna climb with us It take some patience Got no time for complacence They don't like us Running the price up Making the money today, they filming on me, I'm mic'd up I'm stacking a rack, these niggas is sad, they gon' go fight us I'm feeling a little out of my place, gon' light up They putting these names on me, still finding my path You putting that flame to me, I'm warming my hands You take them cop-outs I don't do fake shit You want to climb with me Might take some patience
Writer(s): Andrew Amofa, Connor Bradley Anderson, Eddie Leipold Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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