Yo Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Runaway train and you're tied to the tracks I'm a bad guy, baby I don't want it like that I've been coming for the money Cause I never had that I was broke as a joe Nah, nah, where you at? Kick down the doors to the Salty Spitoon Trippy the band, they're gon' take all your jewels Puttin' your hands in the air Hitting the ground like you're scared Possibly takin' some hostages I can see nothing It's positive, honestly Everything recently givin' me anxiety Anger, it rises and then I get violent I don't know you And you don't know me I've been waiting, for the world to blow me Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie I don't know you And you don't know me I've been waiting, for the world to blow me Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Things have been getting real difficult, eh People been telling me that I don't, eh Make any bangers, your music is arid Promise you, trippy gonna send it off, eh I've been on a level that you never seen, eh Probably cause you sippin' on promethazine, eh Just another rapper in the memory, eh Boy, you poppin' trippy like you better be, eh Ride around my city with a jet speed jetski Money, money, money is the next step, bet me Imma hit the lottery Nothing will ever bother me I'm coming from the bottom You motherfuckers have gotta be, eh Gotta be kiddin' me, kiddin' me, eh Fuck around with trippy, you the enemy, eh Make a lot of moves like I'm a centipede, eh Thinking that my body isn't letting me Yeah I don't know you And you don't know me I've been waiting, for the world to blow me Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie I don't know you And you don't know me I've been waiting, for the world to blow me Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie East side, AJ Where I fucking live but I won't stay, eh Road to Colorado then to LA, eh Live in California is the best thing, eh I didn't want nobody in my damn way, eh Trippy in the city is the damn thing, eh Livin' like a king on the subway, eh Underground gods already know me, eh Music will get me the money I need Something take care of my family to feed Most of you rappers are all about greed I just keep stackin' my motherfuckin' green Music will get me the money I need Something take care of my family to feed Most of you rappers are all about greed I just keep stackin' my motherfuckin' I don't know you And you don't know me I've been waiting, for the world to blow me Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie
L. Y. R. I. C. S. Runaway train and you're tied to the tracks I'm a bad guy, baby I don't want it like that I've been coming for the money Cause I never had that I was broke as a joe Nah, nah, where you at? Kick down the doors to the Salty Spitoon Trippy the band, they're gon' take all your jewels Puttin' your hands in the air Hitting the ground like you're scared Possibly takin' some hostages I can see nothing It's positive, honestly Everything recently givin' me anxiety Anger, it rises and then I get violent I don't know you And you don't know me I've been waiting, for the world to blow me Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie I don't know you And you don't know me I've been waiting, for the world to blow me Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Things have been getting real difficult, eh People been telling me that I don't, eh Make any bangers, your music is arid Promise you, trippy gonna send it off, eh I've been on a level that you never seen, eh Probably cause you sippin' on promethazine, eh Just another rapper in the memory, eh Boy, you poppin' trippy like you better be, eh Ride around my city with a jet speed jetski Money, money, money is the next step, bet me Imma hit the lottery Nothing will ever bother me I'm coming from the bottom You motherfuckers have gotta be, eh Gotta be kiddin' me, kiddin' me, eh Fuck around with trippy, you the enemy, eh Make a lot of moves like I'm a centipede, eh Thinking that my body isn't letting me Yeah I don't know you And you don't know me I've been waiting, for the world to blow me Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie I don't know you And you don't know me I've been waiting, for the world to blow me Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie East side, AJ Where I fucking live but I won't stay, eh Road to Colorado then to LA, eh Live in California is the best thing, eh I didn't want nobody in my damn way, eh Trippy in the city is the damn thing, eh Livin' like a king on the subway, eh Underground gods already know me, eh Music will get me the money I need Something take care of my family to feed Most of you rappers are all about greed I just keep stackin' my motherfuckin' green Music will get me the money I need Something take care of my family to feed Most of you rappers are all about greed I just keep stackin' my motherfuckin' I don't know you And you don't know me I've been waiting, for the world to blow me Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie Imma be famous I've finally made it I'm still ridin' round with the homie
koala kid when the guns fired you hid Minions 2 you look like a jew and sound like a smoker mixed with a super soaker you think your cool but really your a tool
koala kid your camping at mid the things you see make you smell like pee your own life is just a memory so gee wonder why you think your good it's almost like you got shot in the hood
I was gonna say shit goes hard and saw thats what the first comment said 😂 this song is like a powerful mantra to manifest good shit in life. Glad i found this. Keep killing it 🔥🔥💯
Fuck ya. This is bumpin!! Watch out for that new Androo Joseff dropping on this channel DEC 23. Androo Joseff about to blow the fuck up. 2018 is mine. #Facts Also shout out to HAUNTXR
