Spycc - Quarterbacks lyrics

[Hook: Diaz Grimm] I've been gaining ground for years and looking like a quarterback Went from rookie to the colonel, rolling with a quarter pack Been real for a minute why you fakers never thought of that? I live outside the square like "Where the motherf**ing boarder at?" [Verse 1: Diaz Grimm] I'm running circles with a team that's trying to bring religion back And praying to the game to recognize who's sticking to the facts 40 shows in 30 weeks. Who really out there matching that? Do it independent till a label shows a lot of stacks A lot of hits I promise that Want to hate? I'm fine with that You trying to bark at me but all I really see is kitty-cats Perfect way to burn your bridges Where the future pharaohs at? It's people over profit Action over any chitter-chat I'm running circles with a team that's trying to bring creating back You can't deny creation when my girl look like she made for that Only speak the truth, why you fakers never thought of that? Take an idea make a dollar, got a vault under the cap [Hook: Diaz Grimm] [Verse 2: Lukan Rai$ey] Came up off the corner with a couple of these dreams Knew a couple of these fiends, who'll rob you mans for some piece Still I'ma hold my peace while I'm tryna stack up my pockets I've been spreading this wave so everyday I'm gaining profit And I'm really grinding This young designer been rhyming From Auckland city to the Tropics My mumma know I've been 'bout it They talking like we the topic We strategising to top it Riding round with my partners like lord knows how we been riding So yeah we came up out of nothing so I ordered that Everyday we run into this money like a quarterback You can go ahead and buy the world and get a quarter back For all the days these s**ers tried to play me I ain't fall for that From finding my patience To finding the basics The heavenly levitating No, I ain't claiming I made it This ability to rap, I ain't focused on being famous Been too concentrated on working harder to be the greatest [Hook: Diaz Grimm] [Verse 3: Spycc] Anybody wanna box with a god? I'm probably Mike Tyson in '92 With a little bit of Ryu Act like a Piru I'll hate the blues It's too late, you're snoozed I'm up Let me break the news: you're done Put a fork in 'em I sunk in to some raw denim That's ocean blue You acting like a mac to me just don't compute I know the mute bu*ton too well when I play your sh** Take a nap on their grave You think they gave me that? Behind backs the dissed That's fakery Why does you giving me shine feel like shade to me? I been ill since six years beyond 83' If my grandmother was alive today she'd probably say to me: Keep it wild vae and chase your dreams [Hook: Diaz Grimm]