Letra Ya Damn Right par Justina Valentine

Yeah, ya damn right
Ya damn right
Yeah

I'm self-made, ya damn right
I stayed the same, ya damn right
This is my lane, ya damn right
You said I'm dead wrong, ya damn right
I'm self-made, ya damn right
I stayed the same, ya damn right
This is my lane, ya damn right (Yeah)
You said I'm dead wrong, ya damn right (Yeah, yeah, yeah, look)

I'm just a redhead fire-spitter straight outta Jers
I bet I never get the props I feel I truly deserve
There'll be a funeral first, killed sh*t on numerous turfs
I'm Moonwalkin' past b*t*hes like the future reversed
And I ain't never shy away from what they said I can't do
If you put me down on my way up, now I'm better than you
I'm the best rapper of the top, I'm talking gentlemen too
If you're looking for a caterpillar, it's an empty cocoon
I get money, f**k what all these b*t*hes are talking
My Cash App starts singing from the second I walk in
I f**k with real b*t*hes who f**k with real b*t*hes until my deal switches
My grind is my meal ticket, so deal with it
So, who gon tell me what? I don't give a single f**k
They didn't help me when I was down, you can't come around ever since I been up
If I'm acting squirrelly I'm just here to get a f**king nut
No, I don't wanna bust, I'm talking bout them f**king bucks

I'm self-made, ya damn right
I stayed the same, ya damn right
This is my lane, ya damn right
You said I'm dead wrong, ya damn right
I'm self-made, ya damn right
I stayed the same, ya damn right
This is my lane, ya damn right
You said I'm dead wrong, ya damn right (Yo)

If they don't gimme my sh*t, I'ma take it
Everybody screaming how they real, but like them fake sh*t
Everyone starting to look the same and, yo, I hate it
I'm about to go off on my Twitter, Kanye sh*t, ahh, ahh
Maybe if I'm acting like a maniac
Then they'll hear my track and say this girl's a f**king brainiac
Pull a stupid stunt, views up to a hundred million
Then they'll hear what's up and say this c**t's so f**king brilliant
Brilliant, resilient, let 'em meet my ass with no Brazilian
I feel myself so much, you see I don't need no assistance
Fake a orgasm, sugar daddy, I don't need him
Hope he leave his sh*t to me and not his snotty children
Every shot that I missed, it was the wrong vibe
Now they calling my name watching courtside
Every blessing that I got it was on time
Now all they said is red, period, I'm on mine

I'm self-made, ya damn right
I stayed the same, ya damn right
This is my lane, ya damn right
You said I'm dead wrong, ya damn right
I'm self-made, ya damn right
I stayed the same, ya damn right
This is my lane, ya damn right
You said I'm dead wrong, ya damn right