Gordo
Mase in 97 (Remix)
[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
This rap game is full of fakes
I wanna even it out with some real
When we hear a beat, you hear a beat
But what I see is a meal
Like these rappers' bars attacking up another
These rappers' bars are feeble
I have to wear a uniform
I stay sharp like an eagle
Shoes on and my skin is tan
My glasses I wear with bands
I love my fans
Chillin' on the gram, oh man
If I got a problem it's in God's hands
I used to be doing Snapchat rants
But now I'm busy workin' with my pen

[Chorus]
If you with us, hands up
If not, throw those hands up
Had a past that was tough
Spreading vibes and spreading love
If you with us, hands up
If not, throw those hands up
Had a past that was tough
Spreading vibes and spreading love
[Verse 2]
Working hard, you can call me a beast
I'm a hungry dog, I'm 'bout to feast
So hungry, you wouldn't need a leash, my boy
Told me to stop being a beast
He says that I need to diet
And I have never been quiet
You'll rarely see me silent
My haters are salty they cryin'
You sleeping on me
Lay off of the sedatives
Playin', your opinion ain't my medicine
My fans give me motivation
Every hater I have keeps me relevant
Gettin' better every month
July it has been my mentor
Some beasts are satisfied with the catch
But I am cravin' for more

[Chorus]
If you with us, hands up
If not, throw those hands up
Had a past that was tough
Spreading vibes and spreading love
If you with us, hands up
If not, throw those hands up
Had a past that was tough
Spreading vibes and spreading love