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rise up - dreadwave lyrics

[intro]
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dreadwave
n*ggas gonna hate, i don’t give a f*ck
n*ggas gonna hate, i don’t give a f*ck
not at all

[chorus]
ain’t no stopping me, i feel like the greatest
homie said chill, i’m patiently waiting
all this love and i ain’t even famous
i got plans for those b*tches who hate it
stacking up bands for my crew, we gon’ make it
they want me gone, but i can’t walk around basic
even my bro got caught, but he faced it
ain’t no stopping me, i feel like the greatest

[verse 1]
hop in the whip, i’m drifting like crazy
n*ggas be broke, what the f*ck are you doing?
started off strong, but i’m still improving
ain’t for the bullsh*t, milwaukee, i’m booming
lovе ain’t for me, now it’s static with cupid
chicks in love with the way that i sing
thеy ain’t want dreadwave before this whole scene
now they d*ck riding ’cause i’m doing my thing
still chilling on the block with the gang
spin through your hood, i ain’t tucking my chain
bro got the strap with a whole lot of aim
said be consistent, ain’t nothing gon’ change
now that i’m speaking my mind honestly
i be flexing, but still living in poverty
move my mom out the hood, do it properly
don’t give a f*ck if you look at me awkwardly
ain’t no monopoly, i’m about property
i don’t owe n*ggas sh*t but respect
yeah, one day i was stressed to the max
matter of fact, i was wasting my breath
and now i’m just talking about all of these bands
so grateful i ain’t stuck in the can
so grateful for all of my fans
so grateful i am who i am, huh
balmain on the sweater, huh
truey the pants, he did it again
looking forward to a show in j*pan
i think dexter need to lay off the xans
pouring water on my chain ‘cause i can
applying pressure, now they shaking my hands
n*ggas ain’t getting no paper
i know that’s why they hate, that’s my gun on my waist
test dreadwave, get shot in your face
ain’t no room for debate
i know these n*ggas gon’ hate
but my life is still going great
pop out, givenchy and bape
we from the trenches
it’s easy to hop over fences
the d’s trying to build up a case
stay with a weapon
it’s either a glock or a wesson
that b*tch shoot you right in your face
[chorus]
ain’t no stopping me, i feel like the greatest
homie said chill, i’m patiently waiting
all this love and i ain’t even famous
i got plans for those b*tches who hate it
stacking up bands for my crew, we gon’ make it
they want me gone, but i can’t walk around basic
even my bro got caught, but he faced it
ain’t no stopping me, i feel like the greatest

[verse 2]
feel like the greatest, i think i’m the g.o.a.t
please don’t get naked, i just want the throat
out of my birkin, i feel like it’s working
yeah, b*tches be burgers, it ain’t even a joke
feel like a star when i hop in the wraith
it don’t matter the place, i ain’t tucking my chain
only my brothers, i ain’t f*cking with lames
i don’t care what you tell me, ain’t nothing gon’ change
ran up some bands, now i’m up like a plane
i was just hungry, it ain’t nothing funny
y’all do what y’all do, i’ma stay in my lane
hop in the booth and i’m spitting that pain
i was a youngin’ that couldn’t be tamed
thinking sh*t funny like dreadwave a stain
and i’ma get money regardless
k!lling n*ggas be easy, i’m heartless
i’m so young with a whole lot of charges
in the booth, i be working my hardest
boy tried to diss me, i swear that sh*t garbage
it won’t be long ’til i walk down the carpet
cop me a ladder, i took off the market
red and green beam, i ain’t missing my target
run if you stupid, run if you stupid
word to smelly, i won’t hesitate to shoot sh*t
told my n*ggas we gon’ ball like i’m hooping
in the streets, i’m a fighter, hadoken
started winning, i got tired of losing
know about it, don’t why know they accusing
three lines got me faded, i’m snoozing
back up ’cause i’m seeing illusions
bro told me grind, bro told me grind
all this fake love, i don’t pay it no mind
got a story and it’s one of a kind
independent, but i could’ve got signed
cooking fire, baking soda combined
do the math, i turned 8 in ’09
17 and your boy in his prime
free bro, he got off with a dime
free verse? is you out of your mind?
only gang, do whatever for mine
running, running, tryna get me a bag
running, running, tryna get to it fast
n*ggas talking like they b*tches, they chat
spin the block and we spinning it back
i was in the field cooking the crack
one in the head, i ain’t c*cking it back
g side stacking static, they smacked
sb, put my hood on the map, gang gang
[chorus]
ain’t no stopping me, i feel like the greatest
homie said chill, i’m patiently waiting
all this love and i ain’t even famous
i got plans for those b*tches who hate it
stacking up bands for my crew, we gon’ make it
they want me gone, but i can’t walk around basic
even my bro got caught, but he faced it
ain’t no stopping me, i feel like the greatest

[outro]
ain’t no stopping me, i feel like the greatest
got to be humble, i’m patiently waiting
ain’t no stopping me, i feel like the greatest
yeah

- dreadwave lyrics

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