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Keanu Reeves (Nitin Randhawa Remix)
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Nitin Randhawa
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Yeah I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy At the Garden, sitting courtside, look around like, "Oh my God" I just sold this motherf**ker out, I ain't even try I ain't one to floss, but I got plaques, run it back Once I touch down, I go deep like a running back Just jumped on the private jet and rolled a joint Played the beat then wrote that joint Wrote a whole movie, then I sold that joint F**k Illuminati, that boy 6ix got my back 6ix made this beat, 6ix bring the heat you got on repeat Word on the street Can't no one compete, I'm spectacular That boy got the sauce on the RAGÚ-lar I don't play no games 'less we talkin' Fortnite Finally knew I made it, sittin' at the red light When them soccer moms pull up in they van while I ride Like, "Oh my God, children, it's the 1-800 guy" But my doors suicide, yeah, I'm too alive B*t*h, I have arrived, everybody know I'm one hell of a guy I ain't tryna f**k your girl, I'm tryna f**k your mama F**k the drama, bank account got a extra comma Yeah, they sweat me like the sauna Red carpet in my own merch, like that sh*t is designer Did you know I'm mixed like Obama? It ain't a project if Logic ain't talkin' 'bout being biracial Bicoastal, I'm platinum, go postal, I'm snappin' Yeah, you know Bobby, but prolly' only know my new sh*t That trap sh*t, that cool sh*t, but they all know that fool spit I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy 13, got my first stripe, n***a (First stripe) Glenwood Road, where they shiest', n***a Slaughter Gang so I keep a knife, n***a We was broke so all we ate was rice, n***a Paid the J's to cut on my mama's lights, n***a Come get your b*t*h, she tryna spend the night, n***a (Straight up) You a b*t*h, that make her a dyke, n***a (Pu**y) All these bodies, I can't sleep at night, n***a Y'all must thought that I was gon' whisper the whole time (21) I ran out of weed, I sent your b*t*h out of town (On God) Gave her fifteen hundred and she came back with pounds (Straight up) Rappers think they it, but they really just clowns (On God) Gucci store, a hundred thou', that's just in a day (On God) Always cheatin', I'm a dog, think I need a cage (On God) Savage loaded, chips and dip, I'm not talkin' 'bout Lays (21) Throwback Rafs, call 'em retros, I'm not talkin' 'bout J's (21) First name 21, last name Hefner, I got too many freaks (21) Levi jeans, low self-esteem, he on BlackPeopleMeet (21) Look like Mýa, she's on fire, who got the keys to my Jeep? (Straight up) Who want smoke 'cause I want smoke, I had a wet dream about beef (21) I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy Back on my bullsh*t, my back to the wall Turn my back on you, all of you finished Back to these bullets, it's back to the job Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin' Back on my hood sh*t, it's back to the pushin' These packs and I'm actually pumpin' Can't f**k with you rappers, you practically suckin' You mighta went platinum but that don't mean nothin' I'm actually buzzin' this time Straight out the kitchen, I told 'em the oven is mine I do not f**k with you guys If I don't kill you, just know you gon' suffer this time I ain't no gangster but I got some bangers Some chains and some blades and a couple of knives Choppers and jammies, a partridge, a pear tree My 12 days of Christmas was nothin' but lies (I) Run at you hard like a sumo (Sumo) They say I talk like a chulo (Chulo) I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno (Woo) B*t*h I'm a dog, call me Cujo (Rah) You play your cards, I reverse on you all And I might just draw 4 like a Uno (Bup) Cállate boca mejor, maricón, little puto, and all of you culo (Joyner) They've invented a level up in the ghetto to get old Lookin' for somethin' I prolly can never find now Sh*t get relevant 'til 'nother beef die down In truth, a n***a just really want me tied down I've been alone and I never needed nobody Just only me and my shotty, I'll tell these n***as to lie down Keep all the money, I never wanted the lifestyle I just pray to God that my son'll be alright now I said ain't no love for the other side Or anyone who ever want smoke (Joyner) When I die I'm goin' out as the underdog who never lost hope (Yeah) You in the wrong cab down the wrong path N***a, wrong way, wrong road (Woo, woo) Snakes in the gra** tryna slither fast I just bought a f**kin' lawn mower (Vroom!) I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy Yeah, you know you made it when they make a meme for ya Haters that never made it, I'm livin' the dream for ya Roll up, grab the kush and then roll up Hold up, better give me what I want when I show up You know what I do, not who coming through How 'bout you? F**k you, f**k you, f**k you, you're cool I don't f**k with nobody like mean girls in high school I don't give a damn that I'm famous Why it seem like every single celebrity shameless, it's dangerous Got 50 million but my swag on food stamps All these models poppin' bottles, b*t*h, I ain't tryna dance She said, "No, I don't wanna pay my bills" I need a hard workin' woman with respect who will This for everybody who ain't made it yet Got five degrees and six figures in debt Follow your dreams ho, follow your— follow your—, uh Somebody calling your, uh, it's destiny Hold up with the turn up for a second man, who's testing me? I got so much power, don't know why the heavens blessing me PLP, I think that is the recipe So I'ma take a moment, use my power for good F**k the bullsh*t, do what you love and get out the hood I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy I done said a lotta things in my day, I admit it This is payback in a way, I regret it that I did it I done won a couple Grammys, but I sold my soul to get 'em Wasn't in it for the trophies, just the f**kin' recognition F**k's the difference? I'm that cracker, bend the law, f**k the rules Man, I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose I've been eatin' long enough, man, my stomach should be full I just ate, licked the plate, my buffet, lucky me F**k you think? (Woo!) I got a couple of mansions Still I don't have any manners You got a couple of ghost writers But to these kids it don't actually matter They're askin' me, "What the f**k happened to hip-hop?" I said, "I don't have any answers." 'Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album It hurt me like hell but I'm back on these rappers And actually comin' from humble beginnings I'm somewhat uncomfortable winning I wish I could say, "What a wonderful feeling!" "We're on the upswing like we're punchin' the ceiling!" But nothin' is feeling like anyone has any f**kin' ability To even stick to a subject, it's killin' me The inability to pen humility Ha-ta-ta ba-ta-ta, why don't we make a bunch of F**kin' songs about nothin' and mumble 'em? F**k it, I'm goin' for the jugular Sh*t is a circus, you clowns that are comin' up Don't give an ounce of a motherf**k About the ones that were here before you that made rap Let's recap, way back, MC's that wreak havoc on tape decks ADAT's, where the G Raps and Kanes at? We need 3 Stacks ASAP and bring Masta Ace back 'Cause half of these rappers have brain damage All the lean rappin', face tats, syruped out like tree sap I don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad But in fact, where the old me at? The same cat That would take that feedback and aim back, I need that But I think it's inevitable They know what b***on to press or what lever to pull To get me to snap though (Lil' b*t*h) And if I pay it attention I'm prob'ly makin' it bigger But you've been takin' ya digs in the f**kin' back, ho (Get it?) On the brink, any minute got me thinkin' of finishin' Everything with acetaminophen and reapin' the benefits I'm asleep at the wheel again As I peak into thinkin' about an evil intent Of another beat I'ma kill again 'Cause even if I gotta end up eatin' a pill again Even ketamine or methamphetamine with the minithin It better be at least 70 or 300 milligram And I might as well 'cause I'ma end up bein' a villain again Levels to this sh*t, I got an elevator You could never say to me I'm not a f**kin' record breaker I sound like a broken record every time I break a record Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made, I never cater Motherf**ker, now I got a right to be this way I got spite inside my DNA But I wrote 'til the wheels fall off, I'm workin' tirelessly, ayy It's the moment y'all been waitin' for Like California wishin' rain to pour In that drought, y'all been prayin' for My downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw Still the same Marshall, that outlaw That they say as a writer might've fell off I'm back on that bull like the cowboy I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve I'm the one, b*t*h, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that sh*t is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy
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