[Verse 1: Ro Ransom]
N***as hate themselves so they'll find a way to hate you
Kids used to pick on me and now I dress better than they do
Anyone who ain't about a dollar will get phased through
Never sell your soul no matter how much that it pays you
It's lonely at the top, this is unusual shit
Girls tell me all the things they wanna do to my dick
Excuse me but my swag is through the roof in this bitch
Wake up to cash like every day I lose a tooth in this bitch
Ro Ransom snapback, I'm fucking bringing rap back
Queen with an Ace, my bitch is 21 like blackjack
Lightskinned from Dyckman, you know I'm trying to crack that
Man I love the dark, I'm bout to paint my room matte black
You probably hear me rap half hearted
Cause I don't like rap anyway;
I'm just trying to get my wrestling career started
Your newest idol, somebody help me I'm losing my vitals
Best rapper alive, but I'm suicidal

[Hook]
You know I'm one of one, they can copy what I've done
But there's no one who can do what I do
Hoes tell me they love me I hope you understand
That I just don't give a fuck about you
I just don't give a fuck
[Verse 2: Ro Ransom]
Your new girl is my ex calibur, Liam Neeson
My last shit was too good, I might re-release it
I'm too talented for rappers just to be at peace with
I'm too real for these bitches not to need to sleep with
I've got expensive ass jeans
I'm nothing like what you've seen
It's like I walked right up out a dream
And I've been grinding since a teen
I'm a real New York n***a, I'm so Upper West Side
Put a bacon egg and cheese in my casket when I die
All these actors do is lie, and I can't forget my Houston brothers
My new girls is so hipster like acoustic covers
No Givenchy, no Jordans, sue me
Affiliated with Goonies cause my life's a fucking movie, uh
Slow motion walking silent through a sea of flames
You n***as ain't on my level, bitch I beat the game

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ro Ransom]
I don't believe in love, pay no mind to what a ho says
I just wanna sext, then maybe watch George Lopez
Right now that's my favorite show; I really like the episode
Where George's wife bends over trying to seduce the cable guy
These rappers can't fuck with Yote dog but they can try
The truth is, y'all shit out of luck like it's eight plus five
Fuck with me I swear I'll make it hard to stay alive
Y'all pay to perform, I get paid to arrive
My new chick Italian, body like a Stallion
She's thick, no Alan, I'm flyer than a falcon
Fuck the music industry, y'all suck dick to be valid
Cut the red meat out my budget, I need green in my salad
Rap game bypass, the landscape needs a tummy tuck
I will kill any rapper put the money up
I'm bringing change like a motherfucking money truck
Three split personalities and you can't fuck with none of us
[Hook]


(So when you see me on the block with two Glocks
Screaming fuck the world like 2Pac
Talking that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Telling your boys that I'm on crack
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
But see me on the street and duck
Cause you finna get stuck stole and snuffed)

[Outro: Ro Ransom]
Get with the movement or keep it moving
Coyote Yakuza
You're with me or you're against me
Best rapper alive can't nobody touch this shit
I'm untouchable out this motherfucker
Don Filippelli
Fully automatic clips going right through your belly
If I die, I die a legend
Let these pussy ass n***as know it ain't no half stepping
Fuck the rap game, Ro Ransom is the future
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