[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 sh**
Girls tell me all the things they wanna do to my dick
Excuse me but my swag is through the roof in this b**h
Wake up to cash like every day I lose a tooth in this b**h
Ro Ransom snapback, I'm f**ing bringing rap back
Queen with an Ace, my b**h 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 f** about you
I just don't give a f**
[Verse 2: Ro Ransom]
Your new girl is my ex calibur, Liam Neeson
My last sh** 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 b**hes not to need to sleep with
I've got expensive a** 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 f**ing movie, uh
Slow motion walking silent through a sea of flames
You n***as ain't on my level, b**h 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 s**t, 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 f** with Yote dog but they can try
The truth is, y'all sh** out of luck like it's eight plus five
f** 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
f** the music industry, y'all s** dick to be valid
Cut the red meat out my budget, I need green in my salad
Rap game bypa**, the landscape needs a tummy tuck
I will k** any rapper put the money up
I'm bringing change like a motherf**ing money truck
Three split personalities and you can't f** with none of us
[Hook]
(So when you see me on the block with two Glocks
Screaming f** the world like 2Pac
Talking that sh** 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 sh** 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 sh**
I'm untouchable out this motherf**er
Don Filippelli
Fully automatic clips going right through your belly
If I die, I die a legend
Let these p**y a** n***as know it ain't no half stepping
f** the rap game, Ro Ransom is the future
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