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[Intro: Wiley From Atlanta]
People like myself
Only hang with self
That’s just how it goes
I can’t go outside without meeting some new kinfolk
Got my head held high
I’m staying alive
I’m just tryna cope
Smoke my dope to make my head not feel close to explode
[Verse: Drew Famous]
Smoking again
With my head held high
But I’m blowing the Ind’
I don’t need no more friends
I don’t even know no ends
I don’t see no ceilings
Ma think I’m chilling
And hope I’m not dope dealing
Hope for the most with me
Hopefully feeling my own feelings
But shit can get overwhelming
When you living too independent
Living a life that’s different
In pursuit of them triple digits
I seen some friends fall victim
I seen some friendly villains
I seen it really get ‘em
But I’m never gon’ fall
I get up every day
I’m on my job
What you think, not?
Drop from the sky
And I landed on top
Man
[Interlude: Drew Famous]
This life is what you make it bruh
(Swear to God)
I don’t take breaks I just get faded as shit
(As fuck)
And I get up and I get back to it
(Never stop bruh)
This Virginia man
(This Virginia man)
Virginia shit
(Mannnnnnnn)
(Lighter flick)
(Laughs)
Bruh this shit is so crazy
(We living life in 3D, I swear)
Fuck
I’m tryna let all my people shine bro
We deserve this shit
Virginia is nothing if not innovation
And this is innovative
Man, shoutout to 48
Shoutout to 1995, Killawatts, Levi
Kaleb, Demetrius
Wiley
Tony and Zach bro
This shit crazy
Made history
Every day
Not slowing down bruh
And I just started telling people I rap last month bro
Everything else was just practice I swear to God
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2. |
Aaahhh!!!
02:46
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[Hook]
Wake up make my jawn go (aaahhh!)
Head home, roll up, hit the booth
Do it all before I even have to yawn like (aaahhh!)
This dope that I’m smoking got me buzzing
Like a choir in my head
Got the big bitches belting (aaahhh!)
Been in the building since a youth
For the love of the feeling
Hit the stage, make the children go (aaahhh!)
Swear to god I make your bitch go
[Verse 1]
Wake up in the morning, wipe the crust out my eyes
How y’all feeling on this beautiful day
Ain’t gon’ look behind us once
We on a cruise to vacate, like
Every day is Saturday
Ain’t worried bout our latter days
I’m feeling like a Saint
Preaching like one too
I said some shit up in my page
Stuck up in my ways
It’s probably time to get the fuck up out my face
Gotta stop repeating myself
And stop saying sorry for the times
That I ain’t needed your help
And never asked for your statement
We was eating, when I turned my back
You ashed on my plate
I ain’t too mad I’m just saying
Don’t act up
Don’t make me pull up in the black truck
All black matte
Don’t even gotta crack my back
To back up, I’d
Flatten your Acura
If you don’t step out my peripheral
Run a hater muh’ fucker off the road
Make em scream (aaahhh!)
Fuck you and your people
We ain’t fucking with y’all over on our side now
Come on
[Hook]
Wake up make my jawn go (aaahhh!)
Head home, roll up, hit the booth
Do it all before I even have to yawn like (aaahhh!)
This dope that I’m smoking got me buzzing
Like a choir in my head
Got the big bitches belting (aaahhh!)
Been in the building since a youth
For the love of the feeling
Hit the stage, make the children go (aaahhh!)
Swear to god I make your bitch go
[Verse 2]
Why it feel like I been living on the run
Every one of us staring up at the same sun
Oh my God, every morn’
Hit the blunt before I let my day be begun
They be acting like I ain’t the one
It’s some fuck shit
I don’t wanna pop up at your function
Double it up
I keep a hundred round drum
For anyone tryna run up and start shit
Been a star from the Star City
Try to start a draw
I pop your jaw swiftly
[Hook]
Wake up make my jawn go (aaahhh!)
Head home, roll up, hit the booth
Do it all before I even have to yawn like (aaahhh!)
This dope that I’m smoking got me buzzing
Like a choir in my head
Got the big bitches belting (aaahhh!)
Been in the building since a youth
For the love of the feeling
Hit the stage, make the children go (aaahhh!)
Swear to god I make your bitch go
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3. |
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[Verse 1: Drew Famous]
One, two, three, four
I ain’t satisfied with one, two, or three hoes
I need like four for every hour in my day bro
The days get long
But they don’t move unless I say so
I been laying low
They eyes on me until my case closed
And I don’t blame em
Every second that my day go
From the ’40 to the ’04
Never fold
Only thing I’m folding is the file
When the case close
Bet you they know
[Verse 2: Drew Famous]
I feel like Mr. Me Too
Not that I try to copy your style
Just based it solely off that prelude
I make like kings do
Y’all making like fiends do
Keep on tweaking round me
And I’m finna get real mean soon
I don’t fuck with nobody
That’s tryna be everyone but themselves
I be like what’s the fucking point
Already got everyone else, for real
I’ma sign, seal, deliver the beat
Fuck letting history repeat
When one of us win, it’s we
I’m a beast
Fuck the shit you heard
Unless it’s coming from me
How you expect em to hold the peace
Holding up a piece
I load the clip and unveil it
Strolling down the street
Muh’ fuckers acting like they know me
But they scared of me
I ain’t never frown in the face of an enemy
See it, when you see me
All cheese, ‘fore I pepper bronie
You ain’t learn your lesson
If you stepping towards me
Like I gotta keep a muh’ fucking weapon on me
[Interlude: Kaleb Mitchell & Drew Famous]
On me
On me
Yeah
On me
One take
On me
And not like when they say it’s one take
On me
And it’s really not one take
On me
But it’s really one take
On me
Yeah
[Verse 2: Kaleb Mitchell]
Never went to prom
But I promised my mom a seat at the Grammys
Cop Rangers for the family
Get auntie outta that Camry
Hard headed since the day I popped outta the womb
So I never listen when n****s try to say what I can’t be, tuh
And for those suckers that’s popping off with they two cents
You might have built something
Just don’t forget who the blueprint, dog
What y’all just now doing has been old news
How I went top 10 sitting right in my home room
I’m past that
They be falling harder than the NASDAQ
Two year hiatus and tripled all of my past stats
Google me baby
It ain’t nothing that these rappers finna do with me baby
I provide the wave, so they need me more than they hate me
I got it right now
I’ma pass the torch when I’m 80
Damn that boy going crazy
I’m from the Garden State
So it’s only right that I produce
I got it from this point forward cause y’all have no use
Case closed
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4. |
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[Intro: Drew Famous]
Yeah, yeah
Thank God every morning when I wake
And every night when I go to bed
Okay
Uh
Look
[Verse 1: Drew Famous]
I don’t need nothing from you
Got roaches and stems
All over the crib
My head spinning
Bro you know what it is
My legs lifted
Hopping into the Benz
As I look over my shoulder
God in control
My trust in this world at an all time low
That’s why I been rolling this dope up
My mama told me say no
But I always wanted to grow up
I pray my confidence never get lower
I pray to God we don’t lose no more soldiers
Every day
On God ain’t none of y’all want problems
Don’t start em
My papa raised me to fight ‘em off ‘em
My papa raised me to run the office
No problems I don’t want ‘em
Won’t sold soul, no offers
I ain’t sold for no profit
Gon’ cop it
Gon’ pop shit
I ain’t really gon’ stay to watch it
Stay to stop it
Not involved, won’t say I squashed it
Muh’ fuckers stay watching pockets
Bitch I might have lost it
I been off my rocker lately
Only God can save me
Jesus take the wheel
Something been drive me crazy
I’m still my mama’s baby
Always just what God done made me
Fuck outta here
Ain’t invite you to my conversation
[Hook: Drew Famous]
Funny how they only watching
When my back be turned
Stabbing on my back
Think that be hurting
Nah, bitch
You ain’t acting perfect
I’m exactly why
The facts be worth it
They be faking shit
No plastic surgeon
[Verse 2: Demetrius]
Shawty say that I’m a dog
I know I get that from my father
Don’t trust the ones you love the most
I learned that from my mama
Nobody comes above us
And I told that to my
Wifey, daughter, brother
Cousins, partners
Standing on my morals
I couldn’t build the home without the walls
Real n****s taught me
How to keep the laws without the Law
How to build without the fall
The homie died
The broski slid
I got the call
No questions asked
We handled that
Without a talk
Sometimes I pray to my savior
Ask how he dealt with hate
All them efforts they made
To change his face
Ain’t change his fate
My cuz was facing life
But coming home
Ain’t even change his date
That’s why I think
You boys is fake
Too little and
Too fucking late
Bitch
[Hook: Drew Famous]
Funny how they only watching
When my back be turned
Stabbing on my back
Think that be hurting
Nah, bitch
You ain’t acting perfect
I’m exactly why
The facts be worth it
They be faking shit
No plastic surgeon
[Verse 3: Drew Famous]
At it for certain
Ain’t no actors round my person
I been made that for sure
Since I was back there in my burner
I been sat for a second
Now I’m back to stretching
I get sacrificial for the bag
Nah I’m kidding
Go hit Saks get fitted
I ain’t even tripping
Bout no competition
I been sitting back and laughing with ‘em
In the back with the bitches
Tossing Monopoly cash at ‘em
I don’t stop for nobody
‘Less they point the flash at him
Gon’ attack when I flag at ‘em
My bag different
It’s way different
I swear it’s
[Hook: Drew Famous]
Funny how they only watching
When my back be turned
Stabbing on my back
Think that be hurting
Nah, bitch
You ain’t acting perfect
I’m exactly why
The facts be worth it
They be faking shit
No plastic surgeon
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5. |
DAZE
02:42
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[Verse 1]
I might
Walk up in the spot
But do not say one word to me
My girl got me these shoes
But this hoodie came from Bleubeing
What’s it to you
I can hold my own
I ain’t always bout dueling
I’m just tryna get my shit off
Go microphone check 1, 2, 3
Who he?
Tryna hit my J turn to a doozie
(Turn to a doozie)
Whoopsie
Regardless what they say I’m standing two feet
(I’m standing two feet)
I ain’t never tote no K’s
Or hold no Uzi’s
Matter what they doing
I’m gon’ hold this J
Pretend like it’s my toolie
On God
[Hook]
You don’t never get tired
Of doing the same shit?
I know I do and
That’s exactly when my day switch
Face this, blaze this
I’m way too dazed, shit
Face this, blaze this
I’m way too dazed, shit
You don’t never get tired
Of hearing the same shit?
No matter where I go
I swear I never can escape it
How many days it’s been
Since I last took a break, shit
How many days since
I ain’t awoke in a daze, shit
[Bridge]
Look, uh
And we prevail
No matter what they gon’ yell
Give ‘em hell
Every second they look
From under they veil
Fuck a sale
I’ma sail
No matter what they gon’ yell
Give ‘em hell
Every time they threaten me
With something else
[Verse 2]
I’m a beast boy
Survival of the fittest
I don’t see more
I feel certifiably
Unbeatable
I see the goal
And I never ignore that shit
Press to the floorboard of my whip
But I never let no one know I’m here
And I never let go of one my hits
Been a owner since I was 15
Met everybody off the Internet
My clique deep
If you into that
Don’t hit me
Cause nowadays I barely trust
The reflection I give me
You get me
Don’t get me fucked up
Lil bitch
[Hook]
You don’t never get tired
Of doing the same shit?
I know I do and
That’s exactly when my day switch
Face this, blaze this
I’m way too dazed, shit
Face this, blaze this
I’m way too dazed, shit
You don’t never get tired
Of hearing the same shit?
No matter where I go
I swear I never can escape it
How many days it’s been
Since I last took a break, shit
How many days since
I ain’t awoke in a daze, shit
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6. |
LockJaw / Knock Knock
02:05
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LockJaw
[Hook]
Better knock
‘Fore you come up in the spot
I don’t like surprises
I don’t let it get too hot
Don’t be acting silly
Don’t be stunting like you not
Gon’ and run out on the block
Keep talking your jaw gon’ lock
Better knock
‘Fore you come up in the spot
I don’t like surprises
I don’t let it get too hot
Don’t be acting silly
Don’t be stunting like you not
Gon’ and run out on the block
Keep talking your jaw gon’ lock
[Verse]
And I’m gon’ talk my shit
Till the day that I die
Look past my eyes
See all the anguish inside
Might get Lasik on that bitch
I’m high as fuck
I’m hanging on that bitch
While they keep on playing
I don’t switch
I don’t get lazy
I get bored
I’m ADD, I’m impatient
Been rapping out different basements
For years I done got my training
Really you not amazing
Quit making these crazy statements
Now I’m just wasting words on paper
But you get what I’m saying
I could do this if I wanted to
I just talk my honest truth
Sometimes irresponsible
I ain’t gon’ give up on what I got
Know who you’re talking to
Bitch you sound illogical
Show me what that noggin do
Bitch
[Hook]
Better knock
‘Fore you come up in the spot
I don’t like surprises
I don’t let it get too hot
Don’t be acting silly
Don’t be stunting like you not
Gon’ and run out on the block
Keep talking your jaw gon’ lock
Better knock
‘Fore you come up in the spot
I don’t like surprises
I don’t let it get too hot
Don’t be acting silly
Don’t be stunting like you not
Gon’ and run out on the block
Keep talking your jaw gon’ lock
Knock Knock
[Interlude]
Uh
Keep
Who
Uh
[Hook]
Who that knocking at the back door?
We hop up and we start flocking toward the back door
Who that knocking at the back door?
(Who’s that knocking)
We hop up and we start flocking toward the back door
(Toward the back door)
Who that knocking at the back door?
(Who’s that knocking)
We hop up and we start flocking toward the back door
(Toward the back door)
Who that knocking at the back door?
(Who’s that knocking)
We hop up and we start flocking toward the back door
[Outro]
Uh uh uh uhhhhh
Uh uh uh uhhhh
Uh uh
Uh uh uh uhhhhh
Uh uh uh uhhhh
Uh uh
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7. |
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[Hook: Drew Famous]
I see a new world with a bleu ocean
Some New Hope shit
I don’t do what that dude told ‘em
Seen the sun and I flew closer
If I take a fall
I’ll dive right down into that bleu ocean
Seen my path and I blew towards it
My crew’s for it
We don’t do what them dudes told us
Seen the sun and we flew closer
You can drop me right down
And I’ll just float down that bleu ocean
[Verse 1: Drew Famous]
Say I’m a stand up guy
Stack my grams up high
I could die at any minute
But I’m staying alive
My critics won’t lie
Probably won’t say I’m nice
But I just give back what I get
So be prepared to eat your dish, look
Never been one for the fish hooks
But you do what you gotta do
To make your wallet look like a big book
Not the type to get your shit took
But I stay round some fellas
That do whatever not to get booked
Bitch, look
Stay round me
And we’ll get higher than the Alpines
Might even meet Bigfoot
You know I like to shit talk
You know I want my M’s long
So stick around long enough
And we gon’ see a big town
Ride round with the top down
I ain’t even that high
But I won’t lie
It’s a lot now
My mind stay clouded
When I’m riding round
My block now
I’m thinking bout a lot
But I ain’t gon’ stop flying
Till a muh’ fucker get shot down
Not now
[Hook: Drew Famous]
I see a new world with a bleu ocean
Some New Hope shit
I don’t do what that dude told ‘em
Seen the sun and I flew closer
If I take a fall
I’ll dive right down into that bleu ocean
Seen my path and I blew towards it
My crew’s for it
We don’t do what them dudes told us
Seen the sun and we flew closer
You can drop me right down
And I’ll just float down that bleu ocean
[Verse 2: Tony Shhnow]
Drop me in that water
I’ma swim in it
Take a bad bitch mouth
Then I put kids in it
I know I keep it casual
But I’m suited up like business
I keep the strap on me no velcro
Shawty booted up, no Timberlands
(No Timberlands)
My diamonds wet
Hop out the shower
With no towel on
(No towel)
I’m bound to pick up
Money calling
You get dial tone
(Dial tone)
I move so shiesty
You don’t like it
They so envious
(So envious)
Made that from diamonds
They say Godly next to cleanliness
Young Tony, man
I’m always where the bitches at
Waffle House
N****s flipping
Pull your biscuit back
Don’t get pissed
That’s how you end up with a shit bag
I’m fucking on this bitch
Off this Adderall and jet lag
Take ‘em off the bench
Shooter hit ‘em with a step back
You can get right in that ocean
Or get left at
I walk in the club
My diamonds hit
I got impact
I walk in the club
And then hit the drink
I kick back
He punching the air
Still tryna get his shit back
I’m mixing up designers
You won’t ball
But this a mismatch
This a mini Draco
But I still got the big racks
Dark shades on my face
So I don’t see you when you look back
[Hook: Drew Famous]
I see a new world with a bleu ocean
Some New Hope shit
I don’t do what that dude told ‘em
Seen the sun and I flew closer
If I take a fall
I’ll dive right down into that bleu ocean
Seen my path and I blew towards it
My crew’s for it
We don’t do what them dudes told us
Seen the sun and we flew closer
You can drop me right down
And I’ll just float down that bleu ocean
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8. |
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[Intro: Drew Famous]
(Clears throat)
Look
Yeah
[Chorus: Drew Famous]
I remember back in the day
Ain’t worry bout a thing
Except maybe lying bout my grades
When I say my grace
Before I dug into my plate
Before the world’s state
Was at the forefront of my brain
Look
I remember back in the days
When everything just seemed okay
When I ain’t look to you to save me
From some self-inflicted pain
When everything just seemed okay
Don’t let me add no more things
To my list to pray away
[Hook: Drew Famous]
Cause I remember back in the day
You ain’t have to say a thing
(Say a thing)
I remember that look in your face
(Remember that)
So you ain’t have to say a thing
(You ain’t have to say a thing)
Cause I remember back in the day
(I remember)
You ain’t have to say a thing
(You ain’t have to say a thing)
Cause I remember that look in your face
(I remember)
So you ain’t have to say a thing
(You ain’t have to say a thing)
[Verse 1: Drew Famous]
Ma say I’m speeding through life
But what the fuck I’m in a rush for?
Tryna make the most out this world
‘Fore the empire crumble
Who that at my front door
The outside getting cutthroat
That’s why I lay low
I don’t even stunt no more
I don’t give a fuck no more
I never did
Do it for the ’40
To the ’04
To the seven cit’s
Always knock it all up out the park
Like it’s on sedatives
Chasing this shit since I was just a kid
Put me in position to grow up quick, like
Shoutout to my younger self
Cause now I’m feeling old as hell
Bet them 100’s didn’t help
But oh well
I won’t let my soul sell
You must not know me well
Flow been cold as hell
Don’t think I ain’t let offers
Get OD stale
Muh’ fuckers been wanting parts
Since I was at the start
Ain’t put no ground work in
But always tryna level
With a star
Guess I get it
That’s your job
But I been on my job too
(My job too)
Stomach been full of knots
I do what I gotta do
Don’t exclude
Not one of the crew
From eating when I do
Put my shoe
Foot on they neck
While I stand on my own two
Seeing through
All of the bull
Way better than I used
Muh’ fuck what you been tryna tell me fool
What it do
[Chorus: Drew Famous]
I remember back in the day
Ain’t worry bout a thing
Except maybe lying bout my grades
When I say my grace
Before I dug into my plate
Before the world’s state
Was at the forefront of my brain
Look
I remember back in the days
When everything just seemed okay
When I ain’t look to you to save me
From some self-inflicted pain
When everything just seemed okay
Don’t let me add no more things
To my list to pray away
[Hook: Drew Famous]
(Always keep your love)
Cause I remember back in the day
You ain’t have to say a thing
(Say a thing)
(Just out of my reach)
I remember that look in your face
(Remember that)
(Just out of my reach)
So you ain’t have to say a thing
(You ain’t have to say a thing)
(Always keep your love)
Cause I remember back in the day
(I remember)
(Always keep your love, girl)
You ain’t have to say a thing
(You ain’t have to say a thing)
(Just out of my reach)
Cause I remember that look in your face
(I remember)
(Just out of my reach)
So you ain’t have to say a thing
(You ain’t have to say a thing)
[Verse 2: Zach Thousand]
Aye
I remember back in the day
I run around and play
Got my cousins running spades
We weren’t worried bout a thing
Tell ‘em come outside and skate
At the end of the day
I ask my auntie
Can I stay?
Aye
We up all night
I hope she don’t go get the belt
Aye
I got it on my own
Don’t need no help
Nah
And you don’t need it in your pocket
To have wealth
I guess that’s what my people
Taught me bout myself
I still hope you doing good
Ain’t seen you in a minute
And you know I’m out the way
Until this shit is finished
Busch Gardens money
Used to keep my bank replenished
Would take the girl out to Yorktown
And tell her it’s Venice
Haha
This is way before we had bills
Before I found out
You gotta pay to fucking live
Before we ran it up
Before my n****s had they kids
I’m praying every day
They don’t go do the shit we did
Nah, haha
Leaving the party too sauced
Smoking just like an exhaust
Tell her I love her
And then next day
I was calling it off
Wasn’t nobody telling me shit
I just knew I was hard
With good intentions
Just to ball
Ball
[Chorus: Drew Famous]
I remember back in the day
(Always keep your love)
Ain’t worry bout a thing
Except maybe lying bout my grades
(Always keep your love girl)
When I say my grace
Before I dug into my plate
(Just out fo my reach)
Before the world’s state
Was at the forefront of my brain
(Just out of my reach)
Look
I remember back in the days
(Always keep your love)
When everything just seemed okay
When I ain’t look to you to save me
From some self-inflicted pain
(Just out of my reach)
When everything just seemed okay
(Just out of my reach)
Don’t let me add no more things
To my list to pray away
[Hook: Drew Famous]
(Always keep your love)
Cause I remember back in the day
You ain’t have to say a thing
(Say a thing)
(Just out of my reach)
I remember that look in your face
(Remember that)
(Just out of my reach)
So you ain’t have to say a thing
(You ain’t have to say a thing)
(Always keep your love)
Cause I remember back in the day
(I remember)
You ain’t have to say a thing
(You ain’t have to say a thing)
(Just out of my reach)
Cause I remember that look in your face
(I remember)
(Just out of my reach)
So you ain’t have to say a thing
(You ain’t have to say a thing)
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9. |
Head High
02:49
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[Intro]
Uh
Got my head held high
Smoking
Got my head held high
Smoking till my head high
Uh
[Hook 1]
Got my head held high
Smoking till my head high
Chasing a red eye
I’m just high so I got red eyes
Don’t look down
You might be scared of heights
I know I was when this began
Think I’d get over being terrified
Got my head held high
Smoking till my head high
Chasing a red eye
I’m just high so I got red eyes
Got my head held high
Smoking till my head high
Spend my time
Like I got ten lives
[Verse 1]
Scared of success
It’s waiting right around the corner
My visions too vivid
If I fall asleep sober
Wait until the night’s over
I find time to roll up
I know I’m all alone
But I’m still checking over my shoulder
I spent my whole life up
For this moment
Why I’m scared as fuck
To go for it
Living patterns
Every day gets boring, shit
Front like I ain’t know this shit
But I’ve been known this shit
Ever since I was a kid
I caught a glimpse
And something addicted me
I been made so many memories
Why I been forgetting ‘em
Tryna wash ‘em out my memory
Got an obsession with living free
I won’t ever stop
Till I see victory
But that’s just self-determined
So that don’t mean shit to me
[Hook 2]
Got my head held high
When I arrive
Been on fire
Got no time for you
Been ruining my high
I’m alive
Got my head held high
When I arrive
Smoking fire
Been that guy
You just been ruining my high
[Verse 2]
I’m coming for the top
Look
Ain’t got pass down the torch
I light my own fire
Why they gon’ stop
There ain’t no stop sign
I don’t care what you got
I got mines
Look
Say I know so and so
I know lies
Probably say they know me
I don’t know those guys
Look
Why you can’t just be I
Look
Uh
I’m just tryna be myself
Keep my head held high
Even when I go through hell
I’m no god
But I’m god to you as well
Give ‘em hell
Never promised heaven
But I’ll make some wealth
For myself
Look
[Hook 2]
Got my head held high
When I arrive
Been on fire
Got no time for you
Been ruining my high
I’m alive
Got my head held high
When I arrive
Smoking fire
Been that guy
You just been ruining my high
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Drew Famous Roanoke, Virginia
Drew Famous is a rapper, writer, and perfectionist. The Virginia-born has released ten projects over the course of his career including Yearbook, his 2017 masterpiece that hit the iTunes Hip Hop’s Top 40 independently. Getting better than he was yesterday drives him creatively at this point in life, as he works on his new album Head High that’s due to come out in the near future. ... more
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