Strong Symphony - Contraband lyrics

[Hook: Ryda Blak] Ya'll don't really have no clue, there's no excuse for the failure all the dope sh** I produce All I bring is pressure I don't really have no use, I don't really have no use But the trial and error all the dope sh** I push, all the hard work it took I don't have no excuse Hand on the bu*ton hit snooze and watch what a young n***a do You Ain't Bout No sh** b**h hop in my whip, show me what quality gets, more than a kiss, though I'm not close to be rich, my music is great a sh** (2x) [Verse 1: Ryda Blak] Purer then methamphetamine blue gla** cut deeper than a headless king I'm breaking bad, no remorse to bring More energy like my soul is substance with zing So, so, why they want to underrate me, bring on the heat, so I'm much easier to seek n***as in Pairs el Pirée I French kiss your b**h and then I kiss both cheeks I'm Underrated, undebated and hated, unrelated and faded off naked b**hes I grade them Overstaying my welcome I cruise in an hour later I'm dropping off dope sh** the type that you never weigh it But weigh in your input, so good with the instance, show how I put in business And every minute I'm in it, I repent after hours and go about my sinning Cause I murder every beat that I come across a serial k**er that I can knock off Jack the Ripper And go trippin to other countries, site seeing and palm trees Cool breeze let your hair down and say cheese And capture perfect pictures of memories, then black market my product embedded inside your memory And every line is a penitentiary for me one hit start sweating like Trinidad and Mollies Tadow watch out now, most n***as don't like the way I sound Couldn't cut more deep then the knife I found I wolverine now I'm back in the studio Now I have paper to make instrumentals to play got music to create to push all over the state 2x [Hook] [Verse 2: Ryda Blak] Rarer then black diamond's round the neck Bring our your best, and watch me k** the set, and then I jet set to another state Let them wait, and mic check face to face I threw the bait I took they shine and they b**h coming late….fashionably I serve them plates of lyrical content that ya'll call nonsense I call it common cents Only bring the dollars, dollars to make them holla Do some strange if I make a little change and I get in where I fit Go in place your bid in, I get in where the money at, so in other facts A n***a sick of the bull couldn't stomach that Oversee overseas, wherever I be at, I give them a line without a nose bleed Yet they still be coming back, back, back Its like a sneak attack and if you looking for me crew its where the girls be at And if they all DTF where the mag's be at, and then we MGBL cause we ain't have that Rap, describe it as crack, and I will never lack, my eyes are on a platinum plaque I wanna flashback when I'm old a gray, f** what they say I'm going in until the music take me I'm on a mission to get it, had a vision of living the lavish all my n***as on celebrity status Yea I'm still doing the dirt that the underground made me do A n***a hungry yet I'm eating all types of food Fly rebel no f**s if we intrude This rap sh** is what we peruse Apologies for my lyrical vent a hundred percent driving from the rhythm of my heartbeat I'm just spitting what's written [Verse 3: Ryda Blak] Damn Everybody screaming My n***as smoking that loud That's probably why you ain't hear em See I'm chillin out in the cut Hope it ain't flu season Cause if this song makes me sick I'm about to have hay-fever sh** now n***as call me decent Beasting all on my features Say we in this b**h for the b**hes p**y my only fragrance When that money come I won't change But give me special treatment Say we taking over this world But we focus on this season [Hook 2x]