Ace Hashimoto - LupShay Fiasco lyrics

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Ace Hashimoto - LupShay Fiasco lyrics

[Intro: brandUn DeShay] Yeah We gonna keep it going I'm over here losing my voice, but... I still got a lot in me You know? Let's keep it going [Verse 1: brandUn DeShay] n***as with low expectations, it's easy to satisfy n***as with high expectations can't help to see the sky Can't help but to see this guy, I'm shining like the light At the end of the tunnel, my n***a, my hustle's Saint Peter's eye Who need a ride? I'ma carpool to success Or a harpoon to the chest to these hard dudes say they're next And they clearly not, I'm next up, I got right now Just turn them spotlights down, I'm shining bright right now Well now, homie, I'm too hard, homie, you're too huff All these plaques that I'ma have, I'ma need a toothbrush Looking like a soldier, no crew cut, lace your boots up Chicago made me stare hard, hard like Medusa Now I'm used to them hood n***as and the ones siddity Got me feeling like a windmill in this windy city How pretty, you turned this disadvantage to advantage Most of them couldn't manage, a toast to those who can handle it Always knew I was special, why n***as was poking fun I practiced my craft, now all my music's the smoking gun I hope it's done in 2010 or be the genesis Making love or making music, I'm just getting into it Get into it [Verse 2: Cameron Ryan] If I could work but never shine, grind until the end is mine I shine down on y'all, but y'all cursed, them forever blind So who is this cooler kid on the course of cooler whips? But he don't want the money, cars, clothes, or the groupie chicks He just want one girl and the world to know the dude exist He kicks down the door into the game, look how rude he is That Midwest on my back, carry that heart on my sleeve I just got one foot in the door, yet I'm trying to leave Am I retiring? You know that pressure heavy But still, I break these records like Katrina broke the levee And I don't care if you spit fire because I ain't about to stop, drop, or roll over for no one No, son I won't stop a trap until my pocket rollers rotund Watch me bring the game to a standstill as I slow run Just like red light, red light, don't you see that red light? They ain't saying stop when that red light is on your head, right? What your bread like? If it don't stack up, pay it right All them rhymes you previously spit just wasn't said right You know I'm ill, though, but I ain't from that ill-go And I ain't never shy, but these show that I will still hold Down [Outro: brandUn DeShay] Down Yeah Cameron Ryan Thank you for the tag team help, sir You know I can't go the rest of this journey alone, so Keep it moving I don't even know what's next All I know is... sh**, I hope it's done soon Man, I ain't gonna have no voice left by Christmas

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