Motivation by Rapkeed Lyrics
[Intro: Rapkeed]
Wooah! wooah! wooah!
You already know we don't play
I gaht my homeboy, homeboy
Ray Lucelif
And you know am Rapkeed...
So in here., it's murder time
[Verse 1: RapKeed]
911 on the beat call me laden
Am killing all these rappers for a living
Am scared of heights but you know the sky's the limit
Last time I was in here they couldn't read me
So, am the lyrical monster the 16th bar drops heavy than a punchline Uh
And am talking in a gangsta language
These niggas don't get me like a sign language
(Wooh)..let the lion roar the king of the jungle the zebras are getting murdered
(uhh) and the love is getting low...to y'all fake niggas yall getting pictured
(uuh) I ain't taking no selfie nigga, am the (realest rapper )x3
(Yeah) I ain't talking bout street killers, we the (realest niggas)x3
(yeah) I been breakin all the doors I been chasing this dough and am hard on my flow
(uuh) and we are the A team so we run these streets on your marks set gooo!!
(yeah) them niggas wanna match us
Dream chasers best rappers young dreamers
(yeah) on the phone talking bigger
Only the realest relate and you know that
I chase my goals am bout to blow I spit the rain on sun floor
I keep the time am killing clocks you already know its death row
I spit the hot shit and these niggas getting served though
I been staying on my lane I ain't switching to a lame flow
[HOOK]
MOTIVATION x4
[Verse 2: Ray Lucelif]
I done grew up from the street
I done grew up from the place where niggas quit
It's fast cars, fast money gotta move quick
Am riding around day n night just to get that brick
Shout out to that fake bitch, I know wen u see me passing by ...you trip
I swear to Gooood I changed a lot, My circle too smaaaall I don't vibe a lot
(huh) they b copin Wat I do
Hol up, Hol up, I always walkthrough
First things first, I dislike to lose
I strive to b first, am finna pay ma dues
Call me sixth god coz am all about my views
Pay attention, pay attention
I was born sick In a free nation
Killing em beats resurrection
Believe in me am like Ripley, I know hard work is the only wings
I have to use to fly to ma dreams, I pray to God he gon take me thea
Young OG am outchea, You knock me down I don't care
Am gon' rise up n do my prayer, Hatin on me it won't last foreva
Coz me n love we live together, Ray and hip-hop is sumn' better
Ballin, Rollin, flexin on these stupid niggas
I be on that grind till I reach to six figures, Stay on ua line before I pull that trigger
U small-minded, I think bigger
It's more mileage, I see clear
U small tide n am big here
U B.I.G n am PAC here
Rest in peace Mr. Heist fear
These days i dont fear
Wooah! wooah! wooah!
You already know we don't play
I gaht my homeboy, homeboy
Ray Lucelif
And you know am Rapkeed...
So in here., it's murder time
[Verse 1: RapKeed]
911 on the beat call me laden
Am killing all these rappers for a living
Am scared of heights but you know the sky's the limit
Last time I was in here they couldn't read me
So, am the lyrical monster the 16th bar drops heavy than a punchline Uh
And am talking in a gangsta language
These niggas don't get me like a sign language
(Wooh)..let the lion roar the king of the jungle the zebras are getting murdered
(uhh) and the love is getting low...to y'all fake niggas yall getting pictured
(uuh) I ain't taking no selfie nigga, am the (realest rapper )x3
(Yeah) I ain't talking bout street killers, we the (realest niggas)x3
(yeah) I been breakin all the doors I been chasing this dough and am hard on my flow
(uuh) and we are the A team so we run these streets on your marks set gooo!!
(yeah) them niggas wanna match us
Dream chasers best rappers young dreamers
(yeah) on the phone talking bigger
Only the realest relate and you know that
I chase my goals am bout to blow I spit the rain on sun floor
I keep the time am killing clocks you already know its death row
I spit the hot shit and these niggas getting served though
I been staying on my lane I ain't switching to a lame flow
[HOOK]
MOTIVATION x4
[Verse 2: Ray Lucelif]
I done grew up from the street
I done grew up from the place where niggas quit
It's fast cars, fast money gotta move quick
Am riding around day n night just to get that brick
Shout out to that fake bitch, I know wen u see me passing by ...you trip
I swear to Gooood I changed a lot, My circle too smaaaall I don't vibe a lot
(huh) they b copin Wat I do
Hol up, Hol up, I always walkthrough
First things first, I dislike to lose
I strive to b first, am finna pay ma dues
Call me sixth god coz am all about my views
Pay attention, pay attention
I was born sick In a free nation
Killing em beats resurrection
Believe in me am like Ripley, I know hard work is the only wings
I have to use to fly to ma dreams, I pray to God he gon take me thea
Young OG am outchea, You knock me down I don't care
Am gon' rise up n do my prayer, Hatin on me it won't last foreva
Coz me n love we live together, Ray and hip-hop is sumn' better
Ballin, Rollin, flexin on these stupid niggas
I be on that grind till I reach to six figures, Stay on ua line before I pull that trigger
U small-minded, I think bigger
It's more mileage, I see clear
U small tide n am big here
U B.I.G n am PAC here
Rest in peace Mr. Heist fear
These days i dont fear