Ether Q - They Say They Love You lyrics

[Produced by Agony The BeatMaker] [Verse 1: Ether Q] If you wanna get stacks you pitch bags flip crack and ran sums Kidnap for ransom click clack they ran some Told drop bars and the big stacks you fathom Plus always had a dream to spit crack with Ransom Kept it lyrical yet my net was less numerical Nobody f**ed with it like the s** venereal Feeling like I had the best material Should've pitched for the plug or lifted some trucks Cause ain't getting paid less you spit for the clubs Trusted executives wanna be the best to spit Checks and chicks k**ed the competiveness Fans just wanna see stars, Jack Thriller Ransom, who we are, we them rap k**ers (yessir) So I'm focused on f**ing the models Buckets in bottles I want hundreds like lotto Chasing it fast clutching a throttle Puffing an owl in a f**ing Diablo Look at the past mistakes, I toughen and swallow Wishing I would've stopped time, like Budden versus Hollow, follow (YA!) Rip pads put the pen to the paper Live fast spit raps with competitive nature Get back relax don't be testing my anger Veteran nature, step to the majors Alone, in my quest for great Labels keep ya money I'm a be the best you wait (muf**as) [Bridge: Ether Q] This sh** ain't about no b**h though It's bout this corrupt a** rap game But you could bet that we getting paid And bet that we taking over [Ransom] Let's go [Verse 2: Ransom] I know yal muf**as know the game change (yessir) Still I gotta keep the same flame That fire burning that higher learning That Remy's in me so I name names (so I name names) You know I keep the same pain (yessir) So you know it's hard to maintain Keep a sane brain tryna claim fame But in the same vein I had to slang cane And that's facts, yeah, never no act I ain't never ever going back Sipping on yac, tryna keep my mind on racks I ain't got no time for a rap f** this rap sh**, everybody plastic Everybody actors, everybody wanna bounce bars on trap sh** I ain't got access Say I'm too hardcore bullets in my car door Do it for the practice Never showing love (never, never) But I will hold a grudge and I will throw it up For my n***as in the streets pull a trigger on the heat Cause I do it for the blood I don't wanna hear sh** How you sell more d**, how you got more whips, man f** that sh** If it ain't hot I don't touch that sh** (nah) Rappers run game I don't trust that sh** [Bridge: Ransom] n***a I'm me That's what I'm gon be, my n***a I'm me That's what I'm gon be, my n***a I'm me Can't wait til you see my n***a I'm me [Ether Q] Ha, and I'm E [Verse 3: Ether Q] EQ speak truths these tunes be soothing to my soul Moving to my goals cruising for the gold Heating the game like rugers unload-ing Double dutch click jump and hold for ransom f** with us kid get thrown like tantrums Upper cut chins bow nose like Jackson Coming up quick this the solider's anthem