Correction Paroles Sound Check par Rittz

Featuring(s) : Jelly Roll

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Paroles

Verse 1:
Brand new deal, gasoline soaked in my shoes till I ran through financial hell
Gotta play the hand I’m dealt, someone tell the fans I’m well
Had a dream that I can’t fulfill, throw the middle finger up when they hand out L’s
Last time I was this broke, I was selling shit coke on a handheld scale
Well I’m back on my feet I don’t have no chill, hidden compartment inside my Batmobile
Some of Colorado’s finest, but it’s vacuum sealed
Tell them bring the canine, it don’t have no smell
On the  back wheelwell  lay tracks, wheels peel like the skin on a tattooed heel
Johnny’s back, who else it’s Rittz, you ain’t heard of me you late like a passed thru bill
Dumb bitch, just quit it, you probably heard me on a track with someone you’re familiar with
And I committed murder but I’m sure for whatever reason you said he was better
You want to lie to them to strip me of my credit , forget it
Cuz trying to impress you was a headache, but that ain’t looking at the MCs on the list
Shit to me  there’s only three of them I think are the best
And the others in the industry are equal or less and that’s Jay, Em, Dre 3K(Andre 3000)
These days we play kid shit, we don’t care about skills
Sounding like another rapper that’s already out never was allowed
Hanging around me stealing ideas, making up fake stories like it’s Paramount Films
Fuck the mainstream cuz I’m here for my fans
You can hate I don’t give a god damn, pullin up while they stare at my rims and

Hook:
I love it (I love it) , they hate me ( they hate me)
Unwanted, but it’s clear I ain’t goin anywhere
They hate me ( they hate me) and I love it (I love it)
But don’t fuck with me, trust me I am fully prepared
They know, they knooow I’m a loaded loose cannon and I might explode
I hope they knooow I don’t battle rap I’ll smack you with the microphone like
Sound check

Jelly Roll verse:

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