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letra de from the ground up (freestyle) - iso indies

[intro: iso indies]
iso
c-rxch on the beat
indies
matic
conchez
yeah
yo, yo

[verse 1: dillmatic]
it’s not about what you into, it’s really about what’s in you
anytime i spoke to big bro, he told me, “yo, dill, continue”
yeah, i got you, my n-gga, it’s all a part of the menu
we takin’ everything to go, further than where we meant to (everything)
just like we intend to, restore that feelin’, yeah
we been influential way before them millions (we been)
a streams, thousands of views, and the followers, too (word)
i’m still me, it’s good to know mom’s proud of me, dude, yeah (i love you)
stuff i used to dream for been poppin’ up in real life
it just took a lil’ longer, i wanted it to feel right (wanted it)
failed a couple of times, and then i passed them like a speedbike (pass ‘em)
backyard hoopin’, we was out past the streetlight (swish)
paper got taller, and this music reach its peak height (stack it up)
nah, i ain’t playin’, ‘case you thought this was a free flight (i’m not)
nah, i’m just sayin’, i be ballin’ like i be flight
see me in minds, went and got ‘em sayin’, “must be nice”
and that’s life, but i ain’t jennings though
right my way up out this second floor
yeah, i thought it’s best you know
it ain’t gon’ come to you, what you waitin’ for?
i took a couple risks, n-gga, watch me take some more, yeah
it ain’t gon’ come to you, what you waitin’ for?
i took a couple risks, n-gga, watch me take some more, yeah
[chorus: dillmatic]
all in all, you either rise or you fall
‘cause these n-ggas wanna see you in the morgue, so holla at me, dawg

[verse 2: conchezyout]
yo, n-ggas askin’ for the bmi and ass gap, scratch that, n-gga, we don’t have that
just send the bread through the cell or the cash app (send it)
whatever energy you bring, i gotta match that (facts)
iso indies on the rise, check the hashtag (check it)
gotta play our cards right like it’s blackjack (they know that)
movin’ forward, n-gga, we ain’t tryna backtrack (nope)
now my dad came home to be a granddad
my son blessed, i was a fortunate to have that
proud father, catch me sportin’ in my dad cap (uh-huh)
standin’ ovation, yeah, we deserve a hand clap (facts)
carry the city on our back like a backpack (bk)
ain’t got time to sleep, all i do is catnap (i don’t)
n-ggas see us comin’ up, like, “oh, y’all rap, rap?” (stupid)
f-ck you thought, n-gga, we ain’t come half-ass (iso)
we ain’t come up overnight like no lab rat (word)
always been me, nah, i couldn’t be no other (couldn’t)
the first son, the only boy, i ain’t have no brothers, yeah
tell ami that his daddy is a superstar (uh-huh)
and tell him make a wish upon a shootin’ star
look into the mirror, you know who you are, yeah
look into the mirror, you know who you are
[chorus: dillmatic]
all in all, you either rise or you fall
‘cause these n-ggas wanna see you in the morgue, so holla at me, dawg

- iso indies

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