Hey Family! Just wanted to share with you this remake of Warm Up by NF. Enjoy! Yeah
Something for the fans Yeah I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to feel at home I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to be alone I got an issue with people pretending they like what they don't Please don't bring up my issues unless you gon' deal with your own Please don't try to pretend like you keep it real, though Yeah it's funny that you got a lotta money But that money doesn't buy you skills, though I don't care if I am on the billboards This is a field trip Y’all gon’ find out what’s in store Got a chain on You paid a mill' for I mean what y’all people even live for? I’m tryna’ write raps, but bro you steal yours, oh Lord (haha) I’m just getting warmed up Yeah, I said I was coming, I warned you So close to the fans I feel like they're right in my head space You wanna know what I do in my downtime? They come to my fortress I apologize for all the corpses It's a mess right now But I haven't had time to put the devil and his goonies in a coffin We ain't talked in like four years Why you tryna talk to me now? I been turnin’ shady deals down Just to keep the brand looking right, now (that's real) I ain't bragging about the money I'm just saying I ain't controlled by the bank account Or the bank amounts I'm a business man But don't mess wit’ my God, my fam or my money I don't play around Lights out when the mics out About to hit the West Coast Hype crowds I‘mma bout put to a record out What you think I'm gonna pipe down? Nah, I've been looking for a beat Look what I found, woo I mean truth be the only thing out of my mouth Tried to tell me, yeah, I ain't know how to write lyrics or make the right sound Oh, yeah, well Tell me what you think now Couple records in the bag I ain't done, though What's coming next year? Let me hear the drum roll Don't flow Anybody wanna be the one to make an issue out of nothing? Imma hit you with my iPhone I know I seem a little out of hand now I ain't never gonna be looking for a handout You ain't like what I was doing any year Which is funny 'cause you lookin' like a fan now Are you a fan now? I kinda miss being broke Now let me go back to my old days When I had to walk into high school And hand out my CD’s in hallways I told all my peers that I'd be a Billionaire They laughed and told me, "You listening foo’ Okay? That's a dumb dream, but you better get a real job." "Mmm, heck no homie: no way." Yeah I live what y’all dreamin' I could do this while I'm sleepin' I ain't the type that will bring up your name for nothing But please, don't give me a reason I'm on the edge now I ain't playin' with you Never really been a fan of group pictures I'm just being honest, yeah I'll take ‘em with you Jesus comin’ back for the main show Better get your tickets, oh Lord! I got a love for my fans I can't express what it feels like Sometimes I wonder if life’s ‘sposed to be like Sometimes I look at the past and think about how I got here in the first place You know Brooklyn? Yeah, that’ my birthplace I don't wanna be rude like Clinton, But I could Trump you on my worst days! Don’t say nothing for me or ‘bout me Do that all the time Yeah they barely workin' while I'm workin' overtime Last year they like, "Who am I?" Now this year they like, "You the guy." Here's a little something for your car rides If they said I woulda died They all lied Yeah, that’s Christ in me That y’all better recognize Steady preaching “Jesus Saves!” 'Till the day I die Yah!
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AuthorsAll Who Are Trying To Become Musicians, Song-Writers, And Producers! Ancient Music
June 2018
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