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letra de roi or rip - abe shaw

(verse 1)
pacing through my journey in this industry
isolation if you try controlling me
many sign to business suits for promised dreams
pr-ckly fingers perpetrate their thievery
sign away those rights for perpetuity
the cash flow shrivels up with all the label pleasantries
lawd still their debt is going up while their streams are falling down
and they find themselves evasive in catastrophe
all that hard work and nothing to show for
bills ain’t getting paid from all gold-plated trophies no more
now they’ve lost themselves betrayed they day ones and they solo
ones who’d lift them up and give the real replaced by brand clothes
thought it be enough to have talent
took that d-mn advance to build your balance
grabbed the plate they handed em the meal’s sh-t
roi or rip now you pick, you pick

(chorus)
oh no
which way i gotta go?
oh no oh oh oh
all you wanted, here it is
now what?

(verse 2)
sought for validation now the money spent
all the yes men suffocate your common sense
only if you listened to your gut back then
would’ve drowned em out and read the fine print
now your flood of tears can’t take 1 cent
off of what you owe, was it worth it?
now they disappeared, all the yes men
took the confidence you had with the bag
you worked to earn but you just splurged it all for them
all the good in your intentions, you just wanted them to win
now you gotta take the l all by yourself, you’re all alone
just for a loan you didn’t know within a dream a nightmare grows, where do you go?
(chorus)
oh no
which way i gotta go?
oh no oh oh oh
oh no
which way i gotta go
oh no oh oh oh

(verse 3)
don’t you know artists dream about stars with
heart on the sleeve, that’s an easy target
seeing the downside of a wishful mind
got no shenron, but so many friezas seeking to re-up
never sold bricks, but they built my house up
with the foundation you thought you could touch
but if you weren’t here, you get no comps, mastercard or visa?
not rich, but the bread come soon
knowledge is power when the dreams come true
my visions safe cause i got my troops
ancestors stand in the way of doom
still i make my moves, and the road’s not smooth
but it doesn’t really matter cause the air i choose
instilled wisdom in the mind i flew
took no first class, higher plane pursuit
learn my lessons from the fall
put the work in ‘fo i ball
gotta keep my wits bout me
roi or rip
(chorus)
oh no
which way i gotta go?
oh no oh oh oh
oh no
which way i gotta go
oh no oh oh oh

- abe shaw

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