RUSSELL!
12AM In Chinatown
This isn't real to you is it
On the roster of Lolla they couldn't say I ain't did it
Pointing out blindness facts about how i haven't been killin it
All because I let go of an image that wasn't real to me
Always had motivation, every cheque might be my last paper
Tell them bitches I got a deal off a flash player
Ain't even got a blue check up on my twitter page
But I could pull as much views as major artists do in a day
How did it feel when you saw that blast on those websites
Got a masters and publishing deal and I got my set right
I know I shouldn't be bragging but this one is for my haters
Once you saw I signed to BMG I wonder how it felt like
What
2 mixtapes gold on the net
Now these artists try to mimic the formula that I used
But I made a cult of kids that were waiting hard for an idol
Bitch I taught you indie labels that this was just more than views
Uh
My skin tone has probably been a weakness
But bitch sit down for this prophecy I'll be preaching
Trigonometry hasn't gotten relatable to my being
Cause i never had a co-sign, I made it here with dope rhymes
I made it here by who I know, higher than a doobie roll
Tryna play with millions when I used to play with Yu-Gi-Oh
Haven't been home in so long, but still my city go strong
TORONTO, the underrated town you SHOULD take notes on
Ho
10K was made a month
And I'm a little Asian dork with no radio buzz
I don't have anything else that I could say to you punks
But get your head up in the game, get your fellatio up
PAUSE
You can laugh and say my style is PG bound
But say it to my face, because all I'm hearing is me-ows
Pussy-ass artists who sat and stayed there in denial-
Are the same assholes I look at and-say look at me-now
Major labels they slept, sat and worried bout debt-
It isn't bout the spot I'm in, it's about the spot that I'll get
And you tell me that he's better, you tell me that he's a threat
Then that's cool, but I got a sniper, I'm aiming right at his head
POP
This one for Stai, Phil, Den-Z and J
James Arcara and Niel, I do this all for my people
Mad Ryan and Rik, Josa, AZ, and Gnyus
We built this team from the ground up, a business-raised fetus
I'm here
Looks like the kid is well on his peak
Mad speculation to how much I'mma sell in a week
But I'm fine, I know the hearts of my competitors beat
But I show no heart, my ish sound acapella to me
I'm being real
I don't got to buy a table at the club
Or tell you that I'm on the guest-list
All that ish is petty, when it all falls down, it's numbers, money and music
And the only phrase I'm going by now, is "Get Rich"
You wanna talk about the fact you hit my wife first?
But you worked for that ass boy, that ish to me was light work
So while you at your crib tryna text her and tryna write her
She ain't answering cause she's with me, enjoying better scenery
Some people act like I don't hustle and breath this
Some of you see my ass as the second coming of Jesus
Well, my third time's comin', you see how I kill a remix
You think all this ish is dope? You'll see how crazy my EP is
Prizzy