Noir

Moving up on the ladder Gotta make sure that I play the part Gotta be book smart Beat smart Word smart Love smart Better yet street smart Got opportunity knocking Gotta new chance to make a fresh start Devil in the red dress Red heels Red hat Red lips But she got the black heart New on the scene Music and talent is all in my genes Hyping you up like my music caffeine Making you rock as if you're my queen I'll make this thing clean Making you bop like buoyancy Think this is meaningless rap then you're gonna see You're gonna say all my words like a say and see If you don't even believe me then boy and see Got the opportunity Do you agree That you are skipping chances but you say it in your eulogy And I don't mean to put you in your misery But you can you go to New York New Orleans or even Missouri Money makes the world goes round But I'd rather make my money touring all through towns Anything to stop me frown And I'd rather save my money than buy watches with crown That's just my preference I reckon That if you pick your time right You might become a veteran But in this split second Ill check in And learn new things While I'm acing all my lessons Got all the sauce Like its covered in dressing Top it with crazy Call it 6 and 7s This is my chance It's my blessing And opportunity is at my door So imma step in Moving up on the ladder Gotta make sure that I play the part Gotta be book smart Beat smart Word smart Love smart Better yet street smart Got opportunity knocking Gotta new chance to make a new fresh start Devil in the red dress Red heels Red hat Red lips But she got the black heart Gotta my dreams real Gotta express the different ways that I feel Got the golden balls just like split and steal Sliding out the dms like banana peels Ditch all those actor friends Those say one thing first then another type friends Those i don't respect you but i love you type friends They can get cut off like hairs, loose ends Music is my life to me Musics the one thing that's been standing by me Thats my right hand and my soldier to me I write so much shit that I rap in my sleep Promoting my beats I got this thing beat Finding my footing like I'm wearing cleats Finding new ways to jump off of your seat While I'm in the kitchen just cooking that meat Cooking with the fire gotta make sure I don't burn my dish But I like the heat so much they call me fucking devilish Messing with the speed so much you think I'm chatting gibberish Fucking up the base so much they call me Johnny English Hope you like the demo Gotta show em first hand and that my memo And I don't mean to keep coming at you like a echo But opportunity is knocking so I gotta promote Moving up on the ladder Gotta make sure that I play the part Gotta be book smart Beat smart Word smart Love smart Better yet street smart Got opportunity knocking Gotta new chance to make a fresh start Devil in the red dress Red heels Red hat Red lips But she got the black heart