Ryan Blades - Price of Tea in China Lyrics

Hello everyone
My daddy is the best rapper alive
Let's have some fun
And to think I almost let one of you bitch ass niggas beat me
Until Ice had to remind me that I'm that nigga and put the battery in my back
Facts, what up Ice?
They say I talk a little fast, but if you listen a little faster
I ain't gotta slow down for you to catch up, bitch
Haa
Now you made him mad!
I'm seeing alot of niggas lie, and a lot of bitches be fronting
Y'all will think a nigga right, then be disappointed he wasn't
Y'all will give these women bly, when they really ain't about nothing
Then they go on Twitter type, and they act like they saying something,
Hold up
I ain't trying to be preachy or even judging
I'm just saying do your homework before you worship their stunting
Love to hide behind a phone, while they're typing and mean mugging
Now they're looking at the floor while they talking, while we confront them
Hold up
Think of the pressure of staying poised and my thoughts of poisoned
I'm hearing voices they're lesser because I was taught avoid them
But true expression it's better because now my thoughts are open
Balanced October 22nd, my Libra thoughts are broken
Like Three 6, with the weight on my shoulder, stay fly
Hey Ya, I'm Andre 3000, Bubba Chuck, A.I
May I, tell you I've been that nigga since yay high
Shooting like Peja, homie, f*ck did you say? Raaa
Rap for real now!
Let's take a moment, a second, more than a second
More than a moment or less so we're not bored to address it
Cause in my brain I was just hoarding aggression, loiterer sections
Hard to compartmentalize, but there's just more to this lesson
I think we're reckless with our words, and we just poorly express them
We cover up all of our pain like it's decor for our stresses
We can't afford to be at war with progression, like with these chords
A chord progression, laying vocals on this four minute section
It's just my flow you injected, but you need more to ingest it
You can explore my suggestions or just adore my profession
But either way you can't ignore my directions
Niggas was really poor in the 'jects as a test, but I just poured out confessions
Over these four minute records, no snitching, no not that method
I just got bored of being poor so I just formed a new weapon
Cause at my core the C's just tore up the section
Why does the school know that boy's missing his father, yet subordinately test him
Give you some more with this discord but I'll report to my essence
I can afford a new Accord but I'm a lord in a Tesla
I'm tired of hearing these singers who cannot sing, sing
Rappers can't rap, this a crime, send them to Sing Sing
They only want this Cash Money but, she's just a spring fling
These birds, man, making me wheezy, that's word to Bling Bling
That's light too, that's light
Oh, it ain't over nigga
I am nice here's a reminder, it's like they were wearing blinders
Those other dudes who rap, they're like the price of tea in China
Cause what the hell that got to do with me, I wrote a eulogy
For music makers, content creators, let's kill the foolery
And bury them and their fake jewelry, they deserve that
Those bastards they didn't get a casket, they didnt earn (urn) that
I rap so much better than you niggas
Ahahahaha
All I need is a beat machine, microphone, my Apollo
I drop a song, I'm dragging my sons (suns) like I'm Apollo
I'm getting love in Harlem, New York like the Apollo
The grittiest and grimiest cities, what up Chicago
I went on my Instagram yesterday and I followed
The rapper and the jackpot, my nigga, trying to hit Latto (lotto)
Ahahahaha