Rilès - Rilès (21) lyrics

[Intro] I am not a hero I am not a good guy I know I will deceive ya But my vision ain't yours Unless proven otherwise It's me holdin' the reins Hun? I am not a hero I am not a good guy f** your reckoning Yeah bruh You're watching when I speak Listenin when I paint If you're cripped, don't swim Bruh [Verse] Be the best, be the best.. Be that motherf**a Be like this, more like him Mislead me you s**a Me the chief, you the creep Shape me I destroy ya Me real Indi, well indeed I can't really trust ya Out of sight n***as Corazon que no siente Say my sh** was better before But y'all were not there Literally sold 5 copies of my mixtape Back in the days I believed in Chano's independence Huh Livin' in the stud Pa** the bull Morning afternoon Enclosed in the cube Work that groove Always got the woo Ideas step, I stew All my beats Got that genius brew You better listen fool I'm the one Ain't no room for two Oh lord On my K-Dot sh** Shoutout for the flow Btuh Gotta k** my beat Say, Oh lord I'm mooving too quick You got 1 song You're on radio You might have ate a dick Yea my bad if my songs get a lil darker Me don't go outside anymore Days be shaping like a looper I don't wake up, I can't sleep Cook a meal and make a beat Two more, then finally got ten Cuz never satisfied with me But i see myself improving I learned some sh** I couldn't see Getting bette than EI-P An closer to the D-R-E Ricky Rubin, Timbo, 40 I'm coming for your a**es quick I can and I'll still be waiting I ain't got time but I got will Twenty One years old I work like five men Never ever losing my momentum Don't speak english, yet they sing my anthems Beats too good they don't believe I made them Rappper, Producer, Engineer, Video Director, Painter I don't give two f** If you think I say it too much Oh lately they've been too many To are about them toony n***as Yeah too bad Take a toothbrush Cuz your taste is doodoo Now listen He stated "sing for the hoes and rap for these n***as" I'm Russ on steroids and Gogh on SSRIs King Kunta with his feet Swing, never switch my style Life is short Art is not If i die my music won't Hey [Outro] Thank God I can breath I can be what they can't buy Even when i'm weak I'm sure I'm gon' f**'em all Thank God I can breath I can be what they can't buy Your buzz is too fake Your career is just a Vine Oh