Rich Kidd - sh**'s Epic lyrics

[Verse 1: Sonreal] I write songs I don't write for the hype Don't write for the light type ones I drop bombs And I ain't stopping 'till I'm I'm copping what I'm wanting, motherf**er (we gone) We go! Y'all know my steelo, hero Save my city from them cheese-o, b-roll Homie, I'm singing my a** off like I'm Cee-Lo Ladi dadi dadi they just wanna party But my un-political a** Keep on spitting, sh** retardy I don't rap about generic sh** Don't rap about Bugattis Or rap about rapping circles Round rappers, I'm bout it, bout it Do it for the fans, don't do it for the shine Don't do it for the ups, I do it for the grind Don't do it for the moment, I do it for the time, now You can never really say when I'm in my prime, now My uppity ups don't mean a lot When I'm diggidie down's when y'all seem to pop Without them you'd probably wouldn't be a lot Just a normal a** kid who dream a lot f** boys, don't see a lot Keep telling me that I don't keep a G a lot Cause I don't talk about giving chicks D a lot I guess being myself is who I be a lot What is real, what is real, what is real I don't know, I guess before I leave That's something you gon'feel [Chorus] Whoa I said it, yeah I said it Whoa sh**'s epic, yeah the sh**'s epic Whoa I said it, yeah I said it Whoa sh**'s epic, yeah the sh**'s epic [Verse 2: Sonreal] This dream I believe in I guess I had my own reasons I was cheifin every evening Mom callin plus my phone beepin I ain't pick it up, I ain't pick it up Want to live it really, but I never live it up Matter of fact, I've been thinking about giving up But my homie tell me that I'm realy ill as f** So I wrote the hook down Barely look down All it took now Was a good sound Write the bars, and layed her down And when I layed her down I just played her loud Like ***what if i just told you right now Everything you ever wanted, you can have it*** That right there, that's why I do this I was gonna be the coolest! Now, motherf**er, be the truest I wake up in the morning, I ain't gotta be a different body Went and turned the mic on, and when you gotta nikon Aimin in my face with the flash with the light on I'm the one to give a writer something here to bite on Say cheese for the cameraman You know bro's just rappin for his grandma man Got hits like ram jam bam a lam And I ain't stoppin til my momma see's a grammy man like Hey, extra extra, don't read the text, the performance's better You can check the show, and get your critique on And we can feel the vibe, and sing it all together like Hey, doctor doctor, dont cure my a** before I divide and conquer Ex-haters sayin that my flow is bonkers You wanted real then dont wait no longer [Chorus] (It's about time for the tango) One long day turn to one long dream, dream Yeah the show well it ain't what it seem, seem No this ain't here no party music, but you can party to it Everything I do I put my heart into it But you can party to it No this ain't here no party music, but you can party to it Everything i do i put my hear into it But you can party to it Whoa, i said it, yeah i said it Whoa, sh**s epic, yeah sh**'s epic Whoa, i said it, yeah i said it Whoa, sh**s epic, yeah sh**'s epic