[Intro: Myke Drey]
HD babe!
Uh, yeah
Drey, Smith, and DanVer
[Chorus: Myke Drey]
I told 'em but they ain't wanna listen
Get a search party cause their pride went missin'
They hatin', but then again it ain't my business
I'm just tryna do it til the finish, finish
[Verse 1: Myke Drey]
I am not a language, but I am the talk of the town
I am not in fame yet, but I have been walkin' around
And they've been talkin' about
A kid who's coppin' the crown
Comin' with a lotta emotions, I'm causin' their frowns
Headed to the top, no plane
That's why I'm feelin' high though I hate c**aine
I'm grounded in music, I can't play no games
And if y'all are confused, I'm Child's Play, no games
Now I need a wife to raise these f**ing bars with
Chase these f**ing stars with
But a b**h will never change me, I am not a cartridge
Party at my crib, but please don't bring your bruhs with
Yeah we gon' get naughty but please don't leave your bra, b**h
Doc Shebeleza makes me dance
All my haters make me laugh
I'm just waiting for this cash to come
Flying through the window like a little bird
Til my verses are rehearsed
I'ma keep making my voice heard like...
[Chorus: Myke Drey]
I told 'em but they ain't wanna listen
Get a search party cause their pride went missin'
They hatin', but then again it ain't my business
I'm just tryna do it til the finish, finish
[Verse 2: DanVer]
Mars, yeah
Scribe my name around the charts like this sh** is necessary
Legendary I'm k**ing burying n***as in cemeteries
Giving honours to mothers of sons like Virgin Mary
Hoping I never fall, can see it like visionaries
Gospel to the streets I give it like missionaries
I'm starting to feel like Pac when I'm representing the streets and I do this sh** for the block as I'm busy cooking em beef
n***as thinking I'm trippin' I'm thinking I need a navigator
I'm tryna grow up, tryna blow up need a detonator
Step on the sh** and see the levels like an elevator
The escalator, all you b**h n***as hala later
Got the typa flow to dead bodies I'm the escavator
Bombs on a train, now its true that I'm k**ing these tracks
That legendary n***a, tell em I'm drilling these flex
Its all real here, all we do is k** here
That legendary sh**, six years and I'm still here
Mars
[Chorus: Myke Drey]
I told 'em but they ain't wanna listen
Get a search party cause their pride went missin'
They hatin', but then again it ain't my business
I'm just tryna do it til the finish, finish
[Verse 3: Smith]
Yeah
Smitherapy in session mayne
When I started this journey they all thought I was trippin'
When I spit they didn't feel me labeled my sk** just a gimmick
Didn't listen to them critics but focused on pushing limits
Now I'm k**ing swallow grenades spit bombs heavy artillery
Coming through like a bullet penetrating every heart
Slam em n***as with lyrics like Hulk Hogan's arms
Harvest my talent like I have a lyrical farm
Now a crop of new rappers are eating straight from my palms
Man of the year join the queue lemme school you boy
I run this game so I put athletics on toys
It's bubblegum rap that probably gets hip hop destroyed
You can't rock and roll it, fallout boy
A descendant of Big and Pac I'm a dynasty
They left me a legacy to be a man of pedigree
A fiercely animal, Mike Tyson legendary
The air you can't live without, essential necessary
[Chorus: Myke Drey & Smith]
I told 'em but they ain't wanna listen
Get a search party cause their pride went missin'
They hatin', but then again it ain't my business
I'm just tryna do it til the finish, finish
[Outro: Smith]
Y'all heard it
It's HD music
It's the Fingerprint
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