Allies by Kringe Lyrics
[Chorus]
Talkin 'bout "bitch shit"?
Hit up the brodie
Pulling out slowly
Plot on a quick hit
Talking and trolling everyone phony
I'm not with this shit
Everyone told me
Pressure gon' fold me
Streaming two million, don't know me
Up from the bottom
With or without 'em
I cannot miss, bitch
[Verse]
Not many friends, they seeing the numbers
And now everybody start popping up, yeah
I need a Benz all black and the windows 520 not seeing much, yeah
Many pretend they trying to bite off at the wave
Man, they are so corrupt, yeah
Yeah, keeping the silence speaking with the actions
Not catching me saying much, yeah
Sprinter don't make a sound, ayy
Crowd moshing bleeding now
I bet the foes wanna see me now
Yeah, yeah, see me how
No entourage or the VVs out
Black to the feet, really speaking now
Making the hits while you sleeping sound
Ayy, ayy, hear me out
Yeah, cruising back in the H in a Demon
Don't floor it when you beside
Half of you could have been up
Ain't no way you put ego and spite aside
Sending the tracks, they sending them back
Ain't no way that they planning shit
Hate me or love me but either way
You're gonna see me so stay uptight
Pressure the game 'til I'm up with five
No competition, just pushing time
DistroKid paying my way of life
Why give a fuck? You not taking mine
Talking and gossip, you wasting time
Started the same time I started mine
We very different, we not alike
[Chorus]
Talkin 'bout "bitch shit"?
Hit up the brodie
Pulling out slowly
Plot on a quick hit
Talking and trolling everyone phony
I'm not with this shit
Everyone told me
Pressure gon' fold me
Streaming two million, don't know me
Up from the bottom
With or without 'em
I cannot miss, bitch
[Verse 2]
Yeah, doing it solely
Loving my lonely
Thoughts tryna fuck up with my holey
You cannot slow me
Dumb off the codeine
Go ahead and sleep, bitch
Pick up the team
New place, new pace
We changing the world with a phone device
Yeah, stay out your feelings
You thinking too much
Your mindset is your demise
Writing the rhymes, sometimes a line
No stress in the world of mine
Pick up the team
New place, new pace
We changing the world with a phone device
[Outro]
Look at myself, produce myself, writing myself
Video self, phone video and I market myself
Edit myself, talk to myself
I cannot be waiting for no one else
Tryna make sure I don't sit on a shelf
If you can't do it, I do it myself
Talkin 'bout "bitch shit"?
Hit up the brodie
Pulling out slowly
Plot on a quick hit
Talking and trolling everyone phony
I'm not with this shit
Everyone told me
Pressure gon' fold me
Streaming two million, don't know me
Up from the bottom
With or without 'em
I cannot miss, bitch
[Verse]
Not many friends, they seeing the numbers
And now everybody start popping up, yeah
I need a Benz all black and the windows 520 not seeing much, yeah
Many pretend they trying to bite off at the wave
Man, they are so corrupt, yeah
Yeah, keeping the silence speaking with the actions
Not catching me saying much, yeah
Sprinter don't make a sound, ayy
Crowd moshing bleeding now
I bet the foes wanna see me now
Yeah, yeah, see me how
No entourage or the VVs out
Black to the feet, really speaking now
Making the hits while you sleeping sound
Ayy, ayy, hear me out
Yeah, cruising back in the H in a Demon
Don't floor it when you beside
Half of you could have been up
Ain't no way you put ego and spite aside
Sending the tracks, they sending them back
Ain't no way that they planning shit
Hate me or love me but either way
You're gonna see me so stay uptight
Pressure the game 'til I'm up with five
No competition, just pushing time
DistroKid paying my way of life
Why give a fuck? You not taking mine
Talking and gossip, you wasting time
Started the same time I started mine
We very different, we not alike
[Chorus]
Talkin 'bout "bitch shit"?
Hit up the brodie
Pulling out slowly
Plot on a quick hit
Talking and trolling everyone phony
I'm not with this shit
Everyone told me
Pressure gon' fold me
Streaming two million, don't know me
Up from the bottom
With or without 'em
I cannot miss, bitch
[Verse 2]
Yeah, doing it solely
Loving my lonely
Thoughts tryna fuck up with my holey
You cannot slow me
Dumb off the codeine
Go ahead and sleep, bitch
Pick up the team
New place, new pace
We changing the world with a phone device
Yeah, stay out your feelings
You thinking too much
Your mindset is your demise
Writing the rhymes, sometimes a line
No stress in the world of mine
Pick up the team
New place, new pace
We changing the world with a phone device
[Outro]
Look at myself, produce myself, writing myself
Video self, phone video and I market myself
Edit myself, talk to myself
I cannot be waiting for no one else
Tryna make sure I don't sit on a shelf
If you can't do it, I do it myself