The Flan - Twdd lyrics

( They call me John ) ( John River) Around a year ago I heard a mixtape Played it twice, dude was nice Said this sh**s great Had some lyrics, it's start was kind of lampin' Little did I know he was only up in Brampton I hit him up I said you the Flan you the man I like you're music John I really am a fan I said well you could touch the ma**es Plus you the best thing out you're city since the Asian dude with gla**es Pride is what we got And pride is what we need And rap is really tough I pray we both succeed Knew to myself He would ask me for a feature He did I said no At the time I was a seeker And a little too busy to deal with the new prizzy But chill, I'll be around ya John will be in town A year later on the track we about to go up It's John River tell the Flan that we bout to blow up ( Hook ) ( The Flan ) Make the most of whatever you got Do this sh** wherever we go We don't care what anyone say We just live the only way that we know Cause we know Even though it get rough Got to let you know when you headed up I ain't gonna come down till I get a son I ain't gonna come down till I get a son I can say I started from the bottom Doesn't everybody? Who'd have that I would have made this rapping sh** a hobby And Po, the equivalent of forty sitting shawty in the pa**enger I'm in the driver seat I'm Ricky Bobby Man just picture being slept on And everybody slept in Opinions never matter cause reality is perception Wanna create this music While they all notice my presence Till the point where " Who's the Flan? " never has to be a question My homie John Mississauga city droppin bombs Type me something Prior to every storm there's a calm And somewhere at the top is where we f**ing belong And we come and swear to god say your prayers sing your songs They said, on some real life rap, how you both not f**ing signed with appeal like that I heard a couple hatin homies said my sk** might lack Wish you'd respect We still climbin up the hill like jack ( John River and The Flan ) That's what winners do They love it when you fall They hate it when you successful They know that you got it goin But they overlookin potential Won't like it when you somebody Everybody pretends to And that's only cause alterior motives laying in they mental It's the 905