F*ck all that talking in the beginning shit, like I said last time, first take, yo yo yo
W.I. a work in progress on the rise
Making raps with friends and eating burgers from Five Guys
I got a double cheese with a drink but no fries
Brought it to the crib so we can gobble it up
Taking out the liquor, gonna down a couple shots
Breaking out the pen and the holy book of raps
I got an idea to make a song that slaps
I wonder which dude gonna get my back
When I step up to the mic and lay the fire on the track
The beat from The Monster try to get him on a line
He won't take off the headphones making music all the time
Laughing it up and just enjoying ourselves
Talking ish in the back of the track raising hell
What are all these people doing in the studio
I think The Monster brought 'em but he said that he don't know
I'll ask him once more and he's lying to my face
We need to be honest man we can't be having hate
We want this to work we gotta do it all better
Kinda like my training when I learned the cold header
Yup, and here it is
Man I guess it's just crazy
Old head nigga but I'm f*cking with daisies
I think there's something in the water in Maize
Doing this music shit me and Shawn I'm amazed
The power of my voice, how can I say gives you a choice
To clearly choose who's got the best swag
And I love to brag
I want to be on top take it far
I'm tired of eating bologna sandwiches and candy bars
Me and Shawn we're the new shining stars, about to take flight
The fan base is hype
This is the start of
What we can do
Who knew dreams and aspirations I want to make it
Big so all we can do is vacation
I'm tired of working a nine to five
All I want to do is sit around and get high
Enjoy the fruits of my labor
Waking up to Shawn being my new neighbor
I wave to him saying see ya alligator
We in Florida sipping on lemonade
No Mikes Hard
But I'm nice on this mic
This beat goes hard man I'm feeling this life
My dreams and aspirations spilling on the paper
I tell them haters I'm giving you a waiver
So listen up close cause you know we going in
The W.I. with O.F.I. time to win
Doing what we do to make a better track again
We steady getting better while you punks are getting worse
We're pulling up in limos your careers leave in a hearse
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F*ck all that talking in the beginning shit, like I said last time, first take, yo yo yo
W.I. a work in progress on the rise
Making raps with friends and eating burgers from Five Guys
I got a double cheese with a drink but no fries
Brought it to the crib so we can gobble it up
Taking out the liquor, gonna down a couple shots
Breaking out the pen and the holy book of raps
I got an idea to make a song that slaps
I wonder which dude gonna get my back
When I step up to the mic and lay the fire on the track
The beat from The Monster try to get him on a line
He won't take off the headphones making music all the time
Laughing it up and just enjoying ourselves
Talking ish in the back of the track raising hell
What are all these people doing in the studio
I think The Monster brought 'em but he said that he don't know
I'll ask him once more and he's lying to my face
We need to be honest man we can't be having hate
We want this to work we gotta do it all better
Kinda like my training when I learned the cold header
Yup, and here it is
Man I guess it's just crazy
Old head nigga but I'm f*cking with daisies
I think there's something in the water in Maize
Doing this music shit me and Shawn I'm amazed
The power of my voice, how can I say gives you a choice
To clearly choose who's got the best swag
And I love to brag
I want to be on top take it far
I'm tired of eating bologna sandwiches and candy bars
Me and Shawn we're the new shining stars, about to take flight
The fan base is hype
This is the start of
What we can do
Who knew dreams and aspirations I want to make it
Big so all we can do is vacation
I'm tired of working a nine to five
All I want to do is sit around and get high
Enjoy the fruits of my labor
Waking up to Shawn being my new neighbor
I wave to him saying see ya alligator
We in Florida sipping on lemonade
No Mikes Hard
But I'm nice on this mic
This beat goes hard man I'm feeling this life
My dreams and aspirations spilling on the paper
I tell them haters I'm giving you a waiver
So listen up close cause you know we going in
The W.I. with O.F.I. time to win
Doing what we do to make a better track again
We steady getting better while you punks are getting worse
We're pulling up in limos your careers leave in a hearse
W.I. a work in progress on the rise
Making raps with friends and eating burgers from Five Guys
I got a double cheese with a drink but no fries
Brought it to the crib so we can gobble it up
Taking out the liquor, gonna down a couple shots
Breaking out the pen and the holy book of raps
I got an idea to make a song that slaps
I wonder which dude gonna get my back
When I step up to the mic and lay the fire on the track
The beat from The Monster try to get him on a line
He won't take off the headphones making music all the time
Laughing it up and just enjoying ourselves
Talking ish in the back of the track raising hell
What are all these people doing in the studio
I think The Monster brought 'em but he said that he don't know
I'll ask him once more and he's lying to my face
We need to be honest man we can't be having hate
We want this to work we gotta do it all better
Kinda like my training when I learned the cold header
Yup, and here it is
Man I guess it's just crazy
Old head nigga but I'm f*cking with daisies
I think there's something in the water in Maize
Doing this music shit me and Shawn I'm amazed
The power of my voice, how can I say gives you a choice
To clearly choose who's got the best swag
And I love to brag
I want to be on top take it far
I'm tired of eating bologna sandwiches and candy bars
Me and Shawn we're the new shining stars, about to take flight
The fan base is hype
This is the start of
What we can do
Who knew dreams and aspirations I want to make it
Big so all we can do is vacation
I'm tired of working a nine to five
All I want to do is sit around and get high
Enjoy the fruits of my labor
Waking up to Shawn being my new neighbor
I wave to him saying see ya alligator
We in Florida sipping on lemonade
No Mikes Hard
But I'm nice on this mic
This beat goes hard man I'm feeling this life
My dreams and aspirations spilling on the paper
I tell them haters I'm giving you a waiver
So listen up close cause you know we going in
The W.I. with O.F.I. time to win
Doing what we do to make a better track again
We steady getting better while you punks are getting worse
We're pulling up in limos your careers leave in a hearse
Writer: Shawn Miller, Taylor Miller
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid