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Witt Lowry - THE RISE (Prod. By Dan Haynes)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Witt Lowry
Witt Lowry
Performer
Dan Haynes
Dan Haynes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan Haynes
Dan Haynes
Songwriter
Mark L Richard Jr.
Mark L Richard Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Haynes
Dan Haynes
Producer

Lyrics

It's a goddamn shame (woo) You been lookin' for change, but you never wanna goddamn change (nah) Stupid motherfucker, better stay in your goddamn lane (woah) I make art, you make memes, bitch, we are not the same We are not the same, I'm just sayin' I got my foot on they neck 'Til every one of them pay me respect Buyin' designer and diamonds to flex I called up my mom and I paid off her debt Didn't do that just for likes on the 'net Remember when we couldn't pay for the rent? Not bad for some guy who complains 'bout his ex Turned on all my old shit, to hear all the new shit You're gonna do next, haha 1A0 wit I diss my own blood, so don't think I won't diss They told me God gave me a gift Now how many writers you got? I been makin' a list You shoot from the hip, I shoot for the sky I'm shootin' for being the greatest alive Dan said they aren't ready for POM5 Been workin' all night, I can sleep when I die I'd rather cut my ties before I waste my time You don't think about the boy, then why you hittin' my line? Stick around long enough and watch the lames switch sides Just hit my stride, yeah, I'm on my rise I tried to please them all, instead I lost my mind You wanna see me fall? Well bitch, get in line Doesn't mean you found gold, just because that shit shine Just hit my stride, yeah, I'm on my rise This year red is all I see Just me, myself and my team You can rap over Witt type beats But you can never be me Three rappers in your top three They don't profit off all those streams 'Cause some old guy up in an office owns the MP-3 We need less sheep, we need more thought Stuck stayin' "indie," 'cause I can't be bought One on the charts when you said that I flopped I look at my plaque and I smile a lot The bottom is lonely and so is the top Find you a girl with a plan, not a plot A fake will jump ship, then they'll say I fell off Then crawl back when they're feelin' empty and lost I'm thankful for every fan that I got They got you a playlist to sweeten the pot You spend your advance on a chain and a watch I spend my own money on shit that I got, hehe I keep it real, feel like the only one The game's been off balance, all you rappers are Napoleon I'd rather cut my ties before I waste my time You don't think about the boy, then why you hittin' my line? Stick around long enough and watch the lames switch sides Just hit my stride, yeah, I'm on my rise I tried to please them all, instead I lost my mind You wanna see me fall? Well bitch, get in line Doesn't mean you found gold, just because that shit shine Just hit my stride, yeah, I'm on my rise You sing that shit like you wrote it You sing that shit like you own it You even know you won't last You're only here for the moment Just know the chamber is loaded Give me a time and a motive I've got some friends in high places You know, your label, they own it I treat my room like a cocoon, I should get out more They wanted honest music, but instead they fuckin' found yours It's sad you're only known for stupid shit that you get clout for Never needed your help, you see I did this shit without yours (hehe) Fire Rather cut my ties before I waste my time You don't think about the boy, then why you hittin' my line? Stick around long enough and watch the lames switch sides Just hit my stride, yeah, I'm on my rise I tried to please them all, instead I lost my mind You wanna see me fall? Well bitch, get in line Doesn't mean you found gold, just because that shit shine Just hit my stride, yeah, I'm on my rise
Writer(s): Dan Haynes, Mark Richard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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