letra de the rise of p2 - jj soyke
[verse 1: jj soyke]
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up f-ck it up
walk in this club, looking at your b-tch and i’m saying, yeah f-ck it up
look to the sky and i wonder why isn’t he loving us
hebrews 6:19 is preventing me from starting to fall off
i promise myself that money would never go to my head
i promise myself i would never go straight back to bed
i promised myself i’d stay woke ’till i’m shot in the head
thank you those with me since before i had all of this bread
i’ve repped 717 for a while, and i’m just a young white boy coming straight out of shiloh
b-tch i got your favorite rapper on speed dial
i got rollies and chains, guess it is because of my nose
pockets fat but i’m still grinding and up outta my chair
liars i was struggling and the fakes couldn’t care
now they hands out quickly jumping up, don’t you dare
sit back down before i go and put a cap in your derrière
this is the come up, and if you are not showing love i’m sorry for running up
apologize ahead of time so i warned all of ya
but i promise i’ll never ever say sorry for me coming up
i’m self made and for those with me , i’d most def, like to thank all of ya
[verse 2: waste.]
mess it up, mess it up, mess it up, mess it up, mess it up, mess it up
i’d give you my bands and maybe a chance, but you have just messed it up
i don’t need none of your input on all of my wrongs cause i’m stressed enough
through all of the struggle and through all the hate, i have just kept it up
boy you ain’t taking me, you are not fazing me
i am the greatest, most hated white boy since presley
yes elvis presley, please don’t be testing me
do not be thinking that you’ll get the best of me
all these rappers follow me call that a fiss track
the white boy coming back with the diss track
scary ain’t it, no you ain’t faded, the best mc not gang related
you’re a pot head, i’m a hot head
won’t hesitate to harm you in my shed, racing through these beats, gotta blast, i’d run through but i’m not that fast
explosive growth rate, hope i don’t crash, i was depressed but that’s in the past
i’ll lap your favorite rapper in an hour, gave your girl a flower with my power
i could even make the mayflower cower, i will wait but i guess it’s now or never
now or never, have you ever heard something better
tryna think of something clever, call me white again, i’ll count my cheddar, yeah
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