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HOOK:
Only room for the ride or dies,
Know,
we in this shit together,
Doubt me one time, that relationship is severedddd,
Forever.
Out to show em why you never say neverrrr
They say the good die young,
Well Imma live foreverrrrr.
Forever.

VERSE:

I’m through with playing the good guy,
It’s either you stood by, or saw me waving goodbye.
Did you say that you believe in me,
Or you’ll be leaving me?
Cause I’m in this bitch, long as I’m fucking breathing.
You knew what it was from the jump,
I never switched up.
So why the mix up?
I never st-- studdered or hiccuped, uhhh
Until the EKG is fucking missing this beat,
I’ll never kiss a bitch feet,
Until it’s mission complete.
“Oh, you’re so talented”, they tell you after talent shows,
“you gotta grow up someday, and find the balance though”.
Backhanded compliments,
Wasn’t lacking the confidence,
Only maybe the common sense
Maybe plaques and accomplishments,
[Like I] wasn’t grasping the consequence.
Nobody was buying it, huh?
Fucking defiant,
Oh, Y’all thought I was lying,
When I said I was willing to die trying?
Like I’m afraid to dig my own damn grave
And fucking lie in it,
Lemme know who you ridin’ wit


HOOK:
Only room for the ride or dies,
Know,
we in this shit together,
Doubt me one time, that relationship is severedddd,
Forever.
Out to show em why you never say neverrrr
They say the good die young,
Well Imma live foreverrrrr.
Forever.


VERSE 2:

I got a vendetta,
I got a grin that twinkles,
You’re not a trendsetta,
Y’all are rip van winkles.
So,
Good Morning,
grab a mug, grab a K cup,
It’s gon look a little different when you wake up.

Tell me that I’m trash,
Tell me how I sound too,
Fuckers know,
I will rap circles around you.
Like Imma sit here and beg you for your fucking respect.
Last I checked,
Your opinion don’t cut my fucking checks.

Tired of being polite,
Fuck it I’m sick,
Under your skin, I’m a tick.
Stubbornest, son of a bitch,
I’m coming to get it,
Fucking addict-ed,
Coming to button a lip,
Something for critics,
Wondering whether I’m dumb or I’m thick
You love me to give, up
love me to quit,
But fuck it, I’m never succumbing to it.


Trying to rip me apart at the seams,
Dissuade me to follow my heart and my dreams,
my poetry, art and my scenes,
it’s all just a part of my means,
But shout to my critics,
For all of the mean shit,
Behind the keyboard,
Behind the screen when,
You comment and scream,
But thank you for all the hate that inspires my writing,
and thank you for all of the streamsss


When you got Worldstar bitching,
Got the new school mad at you,
Old heads ain’t even proud of you,
Just was something we had to do.
So if it makes you feel better bout it,
have at it dude,
Still gonna cop an attitude,
Till the day I sing out of tune.

Good luck, tryna, throw me, off with, petty, words.
And before you comment,
Try to come up with something I ain’t already heard.
Fuckin’ never-gonna-bes are calling me a wannabe,
Long as I got a beat, non-believers, get no apologies.



HOOK:
Only room for the ride or dies,
Know,
we in this shit together,
Doubt me one time, that relationship is severedddd,
Forever.
Out to show em why you never say neverrrr
They say the good die young,
Well Imma live foreverrrrr.
Forever.


VERSE 3::

So ask me why I’m murdering every beat that I’ve heard
It’s just to be the beast of burden, and make you feast on your words,
Swallow your fucking tongue, to completely defeat the purpose,
Your opinion seems to be worthless, if every release is perfect.

So try and tower over me,
I’ll never cower over beef,
Spend hours over beats,
You got no fucking power over me!

“That’s the business, isn’t it? Sad but it’s true,
---“I don’t know if you can really do for me, what I can do for you.”

Try to belittle me,
Instill me with fear,
But you don’t scare me and
We can’t be compared,
So lemme be clear.
The underdogs are on ya tail,
Just look in your rear,
View.
---Objects in the mirror,
Are closer than they appear.


I see the jealousy startin’ to bleed through,
Starting to think you might be afraid that we gon beat you
They tell me never bite that hand that feeds youuuu,
But fuck it, I don’t need you.

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released January 29, 2020
MIxed by Steve "Rock Star" Dickey
Made by Empire Project

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