Perfect Game - Ryan Blades: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Perfect Game

Hip-Hop/Rap

Perfect Game was released on April 1, 2025 by Ryan Blades Inc as a part of the album Perfect Game - Single

Song Details

AlbumPerfect Game - Single

Release DateApril 1, 2025

LabelRyan Blades Inc

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM78

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Ryan Blades

Vocals, Background Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ryan Blades

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Ryan Blades

Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Producer, Vocal Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Uh huh, yeah

Uh huh, yeah

Yeah I really made this one

I really made this one!

The strong way’s not the wrong way!

You hear me?

Ayo!

I’m thinking 'bout this V12, the engine’s horse fed

I’m really feeling the black, but I want the Porsche red

Construction Timberland’s, same colour as cornbread

That same chick you feeling? I curved it and left her on read

I’m a hustler but never cooked up with baking soda

I did a 9 to 5, back to work 'cause my break is over

That legal hustle but now? I’m about to take this over

Rapping smarter, now I be laughing harder than Ray Liotta

**** hate me 'cause even broke, I was fly as hell

Don’t need no Gucci, no Louis, don’t need no YSL

Build your audience, no product until there’s clientele

I really wasn’t looking at shorty, but fuck it might as well

I was writing these verses chilling and sipping wine

And without even trying, these lyrics still *refined*

She love my looks and my talent, that’s why she thinks I’m fine

We in the the drivers seat, she unbuckles me, I just hit recline

I just pitched a perfect game

Looking at my gifts, don’t compare me, we not the same

I’m in it for the craft and this money, y’all want the fame

Don’t be mad at me for your problems, I’m not to blame

I just pitched a perfect game

Looking at my gifts, don’t compare me, we not the same

I’m in it for the craft and this money, y’all want the fame

Don’t be mad at me for your problems, I’m not to blame

Cooking all of these rappers, the greatest chef to cook

I can’t believe share air with **** that never read a book

They see the face of death when I rap, ain’t gotta guess the look

I really was a master at Chess, y’all move in L’s wit Rooks

Joell, Royce & Budden in one, 2011 Crook

My punches are like 50 and Nate, I got the better hooks

Y’all know when I be rapping I’m punching, I got the steppers shook

I really hope you rappers keep up, just stay abreast, afoot

Without a Rollie and diamonds, still got the better look

You **** love to keep buying chains, while I invest in books

But y’all continued buying that jewelry, I just request the crooks

To lift the pendant right off your neck, just acquiesce the jux

This music gon’ have me blessed and booked

I brought your bae (Bay) right to my area, like watching Stephen Cook

I spill my trauma all in these raps, 'cause I was stressed and shook

But nothing wrong, I’ve always been fine, just like I’m Meagan Good

I just pitched a perfect game

Looking at my gifts, don’t compare me, we not the same

I’m in it for the craft and this money, y’all want the fame

Don’t be mad at me for your problems, I’m not to blame

I just pitched a perfect game

Looking at my gifts, don’t compare me, we not the same

I’m in it for the craft and this money, y’all want the fame

And don’t be mad at me for your problems, I’m not to blame

Yeah, after this, I swear to God I don't even want to talk to nobody no more

I’m the illest bruh

I produced this, I wrote it

I recorded myself, I'm the recording engineer

I’m the mixing engineer

I mastered it, I arranged it, I composed it

Bruh, come on man, how much more I gotta do, man?

Ryan Blades ****

Uh

Written by: Ryan Blades

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