Questions
Ronnie C
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What you been waiting on? I've been hella busy, forgive me for taking long Between the moves I made and the critics I've been taking on Everyday's a struggle when you're always getting hated on I'm just trying to make enough money so I can waited on Everybody act like they love me, they just play along Trying to cater to my ego, I hope and pray I'm wrong It makes no difference to me, either way I'm not staying long I got money to make, and several places to go I changed my ways, stopped chasing the hos Spent more time writing lyrics and embracing my flow The only amateur nigga you know that plays with the pros Took a couple l's I never complained, I composed A new approach and new gameplan I proposed That would be the best for me in this lane that I chose And asked myself these questions before I could blow Do you wanna get fly or do you wanna get laid Do you wanna look cool or do you wanna get paid I'm on my grown my shit this is my coming of age We can take it to the streets if you wanna get brave I work hard, play hard, party hard and I rage Do it every damn day, that's why I'm hardly amazed When I hear competition, knock them off the stage Grab the microphone, and let it out of the cage And then I chill, do it for the ville, yet and still You can't be afraid to die if you wanna kill If you are, you can step to the side and let the real Show you how it's done, watch me make a mill And not spend a dime, prepare for my exit As I corporately climb, I been on that next shit While you bitched and you whined, As I quietly cut through the grit and the grime nigga this my design I was made for this, bred for this, bled for this Through recklessness, and all types of extra shit Making some of best the music you'll hear in your life F*ck rapping about drugs, and guns, and other stereotypes I got more to say, and a lot more to prove No time to play, and no time to lose So I do what's best for me in this lane that I chose And answered these questions before I could blow Do you wanna get fly or do you wanna get laid Do you wanna look cool or do you wanna get paid I'm on my grown my shit this is my coming of age We can take it to the streets if you wanna get brave I work hard, play hard, party hard and I rage Every damn day, that's why I'm hardly amazed When I hear competition, knock them off the stage Grab the microphone, and let em out of the cage What you been waiting on? I've been hella busy, forgive me for taking long Between the moves I made and the critics I've been taking on Everyday's a struggle when you're always getting hated on I'm just trying to make enough money so I can waited on Everybody act like they love me, they just play along Trying to cater to my ego, I hope and pray I'm wrong It makes no difference to me, either way I'm not staying long I got money to make, and several places to go I changed my ways, stopped chasing the hos Spent more time writing lyrics and embracing my flow The only amateur nigga you know that plays with the pros Took a couple l's I never complained, I composed A new approach and new gameplan I proposed That would be the best for me in this lane that I chose And asked myself these questions before I could blow Do you wanna get fly or do you wanna get laid Do you wanna look cool or do you wanna get paid I'm on my grown my shit this is my coming of age We can take it to the streets if you wanna get brave I work hard, play hard, party hard and I rage Do it every damn day, that's why I'm hardly amazed When I hear competition, knock them off the stage Grab the microphone, and let it out of the cage And then I chill, do it for the ville, yet and still You can't be afraid to die if you wanna kill If you are, you can step to the side and let the real Show you how it's done, watch me make a mill And not spend a dime, prepare for my exit As I corporately climb, I been on that next shit While you bitched and you whined, As I quietly cut through the grit and the grime nigga this my design I was made for this, bred for this, bled for this Through recklessness, and all types of extra shit Making some of best the music you'll hear in your life F*ck rapping about drugs, and guns, and other stereotypes I got more to say, and a lot more to prove No time to play, and no time to lose So I do what's best for me in this lane that I chose And answered these questions before I could blow Do you wanna get fly or do you wanna get laid Do you wanna look cool or do you wanna get paid I'm on my grown my shit this is my coming of age We can take it to the streets if you wanna get brave I work hard, play hard, party hard and I rage Every damn day, that's why I'm hardly amazed When I hear competition, knock them off the stage Grab the microphone, and let em out of the cage
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