Lifted - Bounce lyrics

[Verse 1: Rittz] Superstar, man I'm far from an average Joe, supernatural Stepping out, looking like I'm in a fashion show Came into this industry and now you're witnessing me blow up Like seeing a tank of gas explode And I'm, I'm high like I'm flyin sitting back of coach By the window sipping Jack and Cokes 'Bout to pack a bowl but we ain't tryna bake a ca**erole Looking at the globe from up high, shots fired Like Kennedy was riding by the Gra**y Knoll I ain't rich but I got a little cash to blow When haters saying that I'm changing I'll be looking at them laughing like they cracked a joke They wasn't with me when I traveled down this gravel road GC, I could never have my pa** revoked So step up and you a dead duck Get your head bust, looking like a chef just cracked a yolk Speakers in the Caddy rattling the patio When the industry was only rocking platinum gold I was dope back then, but you had the whole sh** locked until I came and I cracked the code And I don't, I don't really mean to brag and boast But then again, my fans look at me as the G.O.A.T She said she listen to my music in the bath and soak Now that's a rap to quote, hop in my 'Lac and float A Ya Uh Yeah [Hook: Rittz] Take a puff and it's up and away we go Put some pimp sh** on my radio and bounce, bounce, out Let the ba** vibrate my chest, take it to the Midwest Brought it back to the south, and bounce, out [Verse 2: Rittz] With my homie Tony footwork Up in Kalamazoo, balling out up in the mall We don't bounce 'til we spend a couple thousand on shoes I'm repping clintel, how can I lose, you out of the loop These music dudes were clueless who I was 'Til I blew, producing woohs and oohs and ahs I'm the truth, what you confused? Are you surprised? I refuse to lose, been booed and crucified Disapprove the movement, crews get brutalized If these pooches choose to bite, get euthanized I'm the new, the who is who gets neutralized Twenty two's are huge, my shoes are supersized Out on cruse, my music boomin' stupid loud Bumping 8 Ball & MJG, from the outside looking in I'm sitting on top of the world, but then again I kind of been lately When I pull up in my Cadillac, my speakers got that rattle back I'm flashin' back to when I was attacked by A couple pretty b**hes that was begging me to pick em up And take em in and f** em from the back side But I ain't got no time to f** around, I'm trying to buckle down And focus on my money, so I stack my Paper to the ceiling, I'm feeling like a billion I'm filling up my cup with that crown and bounce out [Hook: Rittz] [Verse 3: Twista] Smoking wood, then I'm gone So far that you can't even see me through the eyes of a telescope Diamonds on my body, so appealin jottin' down my feelins' Acting like it was the realest sh** I ever wrote Mental telepathy is part of the recipe That let me know that you want it I'm giving it to you how you like it Biology of a pimp, it be in the DNA To know what you thinking I'm speaking to you like a psychic Lil mama know she lovin it so don't try to fight it I can make your life so appealing by the way I write it Make it so she the only shawty I know On Forgiatos, don't hit no potholes I roll up one and light it On the pa**enger side of a ride Like a player, Imma be up in the club talking the big sh** Strange Music, we be the misfits Come and twist Rittz, tisk tisk, cause you gon get your sh** split Middle of the map and n***a finna snap And let em know the area continue to k** em forever, we on Better be strong to live in the city I come from And if you ain't f**ing with it then let it be known And we can either talk about it or be about it Me I'd rather sit back and blow an ounce When I hear something like this up on the radio All a n***a can do is just bounce [Hook: Rittz]