Rocket Science by Lincoln Price Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hold on a second, I do not fuck with this music you sellin'
Do not believe all the lies they be tellin'. Should I sing it or spell it?
No time to go test drive, the focus for me at the moment just getting famous
She attracted to a man that is driven, she staying with me and they hate it
I think you jealous homie, jealous homie
Well I think you jealous homie, jealous homie, well I think that’s funny
Shouts out to my rich homies, shouts out to my broke friends
Shouts out to my Asian girl, Black friends with that white Benz
Got a main girl, no side chick, closet full of Versace
A beat costs six digits, I’m making that profit, you can’t even stop me
Like that bitch you be lovin' and fuckin', I sit at the top like a muffin
I’d way rather run it, like blood from a pussy that’s end of discussion
I can’t even stomach advice you offer on pretense of value
Hands off my projects, I’m not really even a fan of your album
I know too many folks who love drugs more than people and say that they 'bout it
I don’t even judge, you just say I’m weak and I think that’s ironic
Fuck these lame producers who flip flopping on projects
This is why its hard for hungry artists to progress
Wait, that’s a lie, I’m the motherfucker which I rely
Just take a look at my hometown, crazy motherfuckers right there reside
Shouts out to my real friends. Some up here, some back in Cali
Sky ain’t shit but a limitation. Let it rain, I love my city
Lot of people, they doubted me. As long as I got my friends around me
Ain’t got a lot to complain about, it’s pussy that I’m drowning in
[Hook]
And just in case you hear this in your chick’s car
And just in case you askin’ where the chips are
Fuck you to these snakes who just be switching lanes
Don’t work that way. Rocket science gon’ learn today
You gon’ learn today
You gon’ learn today
Peep the game and they switch lanes, don’t work that way gon’ learn today
You gon’ learn today
You gon’ learn today
Hard for you ain’t shit to me, is this rocket science? You gon’ learn today
[Verse 2]
My ex girl saw my net worth, it upsets her cause it's not hers
Someone told me if I change my life then I can heal others
I feel like I know something that no one else is conscious of
All these damn opinions, yet the wantin’ stuff
Yet you try to force it on me, force it on me, trying to get that
Porsche homie, Porsche homie, y’all so fucking corny
A lot of these people just didn’t believe so I'm doing this shit with no features
On a tight budget I’m balling, but fuck it I still killed it
A lot of ya’ll ought to be wearing a pad, these bitches got more hoes than you do
You really just plugging but say you a fan, the marriage of business and music
Talking to her and they saw that and tried to just fuck it all up
I still got the girl, you got no one and lonely, I find that shit funny
Got my exes wishing they had time machines
Things will never be the same I guarantee
Let rap live and breathe, then let the money stack
If you got real passion then we gon’ take it back
Fuck these beats on Soundcloud, fuck these rappers on Facebook
Fuck anybody with they back turned, talking shit when I’m gone, but in my face it’s good
Get out my face you people so phony
Pull out my waste the eagle four-forty
Gratata, swag bitch! Back to Cali, back to Cali
Let it rain man I love my city, let it rain, man I love my city
Been a minute since we talked, I’ve been working
Didn’t know I felt that way, then Janet heard it
[Hook]
Hold on a second, I do not fuck with this music you sellin'
Do not believe all the lies they be tellin'. Should I sing it or spell it?
No time to go test drive, the focus for me at the moment just getting famous
She attracted to a man that is driven, she staying with me and they hate it
I think you jealous homie, jealous homie
Well I think you jealous homie, jealous homie, well I think that’s funny
Shouts out to my rich homies, shouts out to my broke friends
Shouts out to my Asian girl, Black friends with that white Benz
Got a main girl, no side chick, closet full of Versace
A beat costs six digits, I’m making that profit, you can’t even stop me
Like that bitch you be lovin' and fuckin', I sit at the top like a muffin
I’d way rather run it, like blood from a pussy that’s end of discussion
I can’t even stomach advice you offer on pretense of value
Hands off my projects, I’m not really even a fan of your album
I know too many folks who love drugs more than people and say that they 'bout it
I don’t even judge, you just say I’m weak and I think that’s ironic
Fuck these lame producers who flip flopping on projects
This is why its hard for hungry artists to progress
Wait, that’s a lie, I’m the motherfucker which I rely
Just take a look at my hometown, crazy motherfuckers right there reside
Shouts out to my real friends. Some up here, some back in Cali
Sky ain’t shit but a limitation. Let it rain, I love my city
Lot of people, they doubted me. As long as I got my friends around me
Ain’t got a lot to complain about, it’s pussy that I’m drowning in
[Hook]
And just in case you hear this in your chick’s car
And just in case you askin’ where the chips are
Fuck you to these snakes who just be switching lanes
Don’t work that way. Rocket science gon’ learn today
You gon’ learn today
You gon’ learn today
Peep the game and they switch lanes, don’t work that way gon’ learn today
You gon’ learn today
You gon’ learn today
Hard for you ain’t shit to me, is this rocket science? You gon’ learn today
[Verse 2]
My ex girl saw my net worth, it upsets her cause it's not hers
Someone told me if I change my life then I can heal others
I feel like I know something that no one else is conscious of
All these damn opinions, yet the wantin’ stuff
Yet you try to force it on me, force it on me, trying to get that
Porsche homie, Porsche homie, y’all so fucking corny
A lot of these people just didn’t believe so I'm doing this shit with no features
On a tight budget I’m balling, but fuck it I still killed it
A lot of ya’ll ought to be wearing a pad, these bitches got more hoes than you do
You really just plugging but say you a fan, the marriage of business and music
Talking to her and they saw that and tried to just fuck it all up
I still got the girl, you got no one and lonely, I find that shit funny
Got my exes wishing they had time machines
Things will never be the same I guarantee
Let rap live and breathe, then let the money stack
If you got real passion then we gon’ take it back
Fuck these beats on Soundcloud, fuck these rappers on Facebook
Fuck anybody with they back turned, talking shit when I’m gone, but in my face it’s good
Get out my face you people so phony
Pull out my waste the eagle four-forty
Gratata, swag bitch! Back to Cali, back to Cali
Let it rain man I love my city, let it rain, man I love my city
Been a minute since we talked, I’ve been working
Didn’t know I felt that way, then Janet heard it
[Hook]