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The Premiere (feat. Jxma Destine)
by Lucky Bishop
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Yo shoutout to Jonias man
I met him one day
At the basketball court
And I freestyled for him
And he was like
Damn bro you spitting
And he took me to the studio
Produced my debut single
And he produced another song for me
Then another one
And yo since then
We been cooking up heat
Forever grateful bro
Never fall off like lemmings off a cliff
They analyze my lyrics like hieroglyphs
With my enemies, fuck a treaty
My songs are lyrical graffiti
Words paint pictures
World's my canvas
Girls and drinks mixture
I live outlandish
Nights where I was filled with self doubt
Money trees were like sprouts in a drought
Then I ran routes like there were scouts
And the night get lit
Let the passion split
Cause I know I ran a race away
In the morning
In the dark dawn
Feeling the cheap thrills
I know you gonna find some way
To mourn me
To find me
I know I know
When the night gets lit
What I do
I let the passion split
I done work hard
I done clean bars
So I wait now
For the pain
Put the work on
Put the dirt on my face
So now I wait on the greatest
I want me the baddest forever
I'm wanting I'm waiting
Loved rap since I was a teen
When I stepped on the scene
People saying I was too nerdy
And I wasn't worthy
Now I'm showtime like James Worthy
The game's staple like the Lakers
Summer vacations in Jamaica
Spit real shit while y'all get faker
Wrestle and kill the beat
I'm the undertaker
On any hit I spit
Like my life depended on it
Stardom, the start of the stint
Sprint to cash prints and coin mints
Like Jay, wanna lay the blueprint
Music is my way to cope
No time to mope
Only spit something dope
Got my goals in my scope
For the top spot I yearn
Make sure every step is earned
It's my turn to churn
Hot verses that will burn
Leave you in an urn
The only result of y'all insults
Is energy for me to catapult
Myself into success
Setbacks and progress
Are all part of the process
Schooling these boys, Montessori
They all listen to my story and my glory
While yours
They forget quick like Dory
Stay true to myself
That's my oath
And the night get lit
Let the passion split
Cause I know I ran a race away
In the morning
In the dark dawn
Feeling the cheap thrills
I know you gonna find some way
To mourn me
To find me
I know I know
When the night gets lit
What I do
I let the passion split
I done work hard
I done clean bars
So I wait now
For the pain
Put the work on
Put the dirt on my face
So now I wait on the greatest
I want me the baddest forever
I'm wanting I'm waiting
Yo shoutout to Jonias man
I met him one day
At the basketball court
And I freestyled for him
And he was like
Damn bro you spitting
And he took me to the studio
Produced my debut single
And he produced another song for me
Then another one
And yo since then
We been cooking up heat
Forever grateful bro
Never fall off like lemmings off a cliff
They analyze my lyrics like hieroglyphs
With my enemies, fuck a treaty
My songs are lyrical graffiti
Words paint pictures
World's my canvas
Girls and drinks mixture
I live outlandish
Nights where I was filled with self doubt
Money trees were like sprouts in a drought
Then I ran routes like there were scouts
And the night get lit
Let the passion split
Cause I know I ran a race away
In the morning
In the dark dawn
Feeling the cheap thrills
I know you gonna find some way
To mourn me
To find me
I know I know
When the night gets lit
What I do
I let the passion split
I done work hard
I done clean bars
So I wait now
For the pain
Put the work on
Put the dirt on my face
So now I wait on the greatest
I want me the baddest forever
I'm wanting I'm waiting
Loved rap since I was a teen
When I stepped on the scene
People saying I was too nerdy
And I wasn't worthy
Now I'm showtime like James Worthy
The game's staple like the Lakers
Summer vacations in Jamaica
Spit real shit while y'all get faker
Wrestle and kill the beat
I'm the undertaker
On any hit I spit
Like my life depended on it
Stardom, the start of the stint
Sprint to cash prints and coin mints
Like Jay, wanna lay the blueprint
Music is my way to cope
No time to mope
Only spit something dope
Got my goals in my scope
For the top spot I yearn
Make sure every step is earned
It's my turn to churn
Hot verses that will burn
Leave you in an urn
The only result of y'all insults
Is energy for me to catapult
Myself into success
Setbacks and progress
Are all part of the process
Schooling these boys, Montessori
They all listen to my story and my glory
While yours
They forget quick like Dory
Stay true to myself
That's my oath
And the night get lit
Let the passion split
Cause I know I ran a race away
In the morning
In the dark dawn
Feeling the cheap thrills
I know you gonna find some way
To mourn me
To find me
I know I know
When the night gets lit
What I do
I let the passion split
I done work hard
I done clean bars
So I wait now
For the pain
Put the work on
Put the dirt on my face
So now I wait on the greatest
I want me the baddest forever
I'm wanting I'm waiting