Released on December 29, 2024

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[Intro: Ryaliman, Matt[?]]

Hey Matt say something

What?


[Verse 1: Ryaliman]

All of my brothers be calling me Billy Corgan cause this shit is too perfect

I'm thinking this beat is too boring, now I gotta go bring in the organs

And you know that I'm crossing these rappers like Allen Iverson was doing to Jordan

When I turn on yo music it's like I'm Perkins on Tristan's couch cause I'm gonna be snoring

I'm getting that (money and the power) I'm getting that (power and the money)

Yeah this shit just be getting too easy I'm counting a milli just like I'm Lil Weezy

You know all these rappers they really can't really see me I'm leaving your face all p-pale and q-queasy (uh)

When I'm playing yo music I'm boutta go grab a lil blanket that shit is just making me sleepy (uh)

I'm getting that money and the power I'm getting that power and the money

How could you say that I'm limited lyrics is limitless vividness living unlimited

Yall motherfuckers be drinking that dirty sprite I'm sipping on lemonade Cole Bennett (uh)

B-b-bench players be flexing they jerseys when they ain't getting minutes

Man you love to hate it


[Interlude]


[Verse 2: Ryaliman]

Im a whole mastermind I'm pouring the syrup just like I-I'm Pastor Mike

How could you still call me Korny and still acting like this necklace ain't blinding yo eyes

All of these bitches that's bringing themselves to this party would run away when Matt arrives

They still be saying they Christian but when they pop out they be asking "Who's bringing out drinks tonight" (I'm getting that)

This ain't on Adam Calhoun shit man I promise that you gonna die tonight

I ain't tryna stay at no 9-5 so I'm tryna blow up like I'm dynamite

Don't give a fuck if these bitches don't like me (Uh), just mind yo own business and pay me no mind

You ain't gotta fake being kind cause I don't give a fuck if you whine or yo top 5

Rappers be selling they souls for the bars and then give it to satan for big fancy cars

Their spirits is vanished their spirits is gone like Avey Tare and Panda Bear

I just be Running round for 16 seasons ima stay a G like I'm Bart Starr

And I'ma go head make a Billie because my Armstrong

Back in the days I was running round scandalous I think I'm Pac reincarnated

My pupils is dilated, I know that all of that talking gon get yo ass chopped like lamar davis

I came from the flood like I'm Dardanus, a lot of these lames think they are famous

Some of these ******* they are basic they fuck for the money

Huge difference from a bitch and a woman that shit is real funny

Nose real runny, how yo ass get caught in the spot

Someone always keep watch they tryna fuck up the squad

Just like its GTA 5 you know that I'm Mike with the shot (Uh)

I just hit the lotto, and the world is now mine shout out to Nas you know I'm the new Wave God


[Outro]