Random II by Ej Laflare Lyrics
Back up on that random shit
I'm internally motivated to tell everybody who hated that I made it
You said you knew I'd make it?
Nigga, save it
Cuz you were the main person saying I couldn't take it
You playing with fucking fire, grab the lighter and the lighter fluid
I'm gassed up, my flows got a little fire to 'em
I went from sitting in my bedroom writing these rhymes, to going to major studios reciting these rhymes
Damn, it's a hell of a life
I like a bad bitch, but I'll settle for nice
She'll make a hell of a wife
But I'm 18, and I ain't tryna go there
I already got trust issues, and it ain't no fair
I shine like a head with no hair
Most rappers will sell their soul to be famous, nigga I ain't tryna go there
Back to kill the scene, kill the scene, First 48
Got a good drink now, but really thirst for the great
I make these niggas work for the wait
This game'll get really bad for the fish, but worse for the bait
The difference between me and you is, my name stay in your mouth, like a toothpick
Now watch just how I do this
My flows are so elusive
But all your flows are lucid
Stupid is what I'm not
And money is what I've got
But I don't brag
I bag bad bitches like I work at the market
If I lose everything, it'll still be worth it regardless
Why? Because I got to live my dream
My team isn't a team, nigga we're a regime
Please believe we are the leaders of D-Town
Shoutout to all my family, everyone look at me now
We're taking over, and taking out all the competition
Red dots for head shots on my flows, they're never missing
The same nigga that you're hearing now, will still be blasting through your speakers ten years from now
BOW!
I'm internally motivated to tell everybody who hated that I made it
You said you knew I'd make it?
Nigga, save it
Cuz you were the main person saying I couldn't take it
You playing with fucking fire, grab the lighter and the lighter fluid
I'm gassed up, my flows got a little fire to 'em
I went from sitting in my bedroom writing these rhymes, to going to major studios reciting these rhymes
Damn, it's a hell of a life
I like a bad bitch, but I'll settle for nice
She'll make a hell of a wife
But I'm 18, and I ain't tryna go there
I already got trust issues, and it ain't no fair
I shine like a head with no hair
Most rappers will sell their soul to be famous, nigga I ain't tryna go there
Back to kill the scene, kill the scene, First 48
Got a good drink now, but really thirst for the great
I make these niggas work for the wait
This game'll get really bad for the fish, but worse for the bait
The difference between me and you is, my name stay in your mouth, like a toothpick
Now watch just how I do this
My flows are so elusive
But all your flows are lucid
Stupid is what I'm not
And money is what I've got
But I don't brag
I bag bad bitches like I work at the market
If I lose everything, it'll still be worth it regardless
Why? Because I got to live my dream
My team isn't a team, nigga we're a regime
Please believe we are the leaders of D-Town
Shoutout to all my family, everyone look at me now
We're taking over, and taking out all the competition
Red dots for head shots on my flows, they're never missing
The same nigga that you're hearing now, will still be blasting through your speakers ten years from now
BOW!