RAMEN AND OJ REMIX
• Written by Initext
Recording:View Fullscreen
Lyrics:
Recording made on air fryer
All y'all who review and don't listen are lame as fuck
Get off my shit
///-Verse 1 (Y.M.C. Tay)
I got a chappa and it's gotta beam (24)
This shit realistic, cause life ain't a dream (M.A.)
I got the bag, like I take out the trash
Got one extra mag when I ride with a strap
Shoot with the rockets like I be hakeem
Weight on my back 'cause I carry the team
The track explicit, but the bars is clean
Ain't catchin' my lingo, can't see what I mean
I ain't a banger, but I ain't a bxtch
Ain't playin' no games, but I come with a switch
I ain't affiliate with red or blue
Ain't reppin' a flag, I just hang with the crew
I might be white, but I'm blacker than you
Ain't tellin' no lies, I'm just speakin' the truth
Pull up like D12, yeah, I got the proof
Fxck with the homie, you know he gon' (boom, boom, boom)
///-Hook (M.A.)
This shxt real life not no roleplay (on god)
Straight down to business, no foreplay (on god)
Gon' catch you lackin' in 4k (true)
No time to talk, I can't parlay (on god)
I used to live in the ghettos (str8 up)
Now I buy chains and stilletos (facts)
They askin' how did you get those (on god)
Increase my value like tenfold (facts)
I used to beg for the money
I still ain't rich, but I'm well off
I ain't a bitch, but they still talk
They just be buggin', like dry cough
I used to beg for forgiveness
Now I'm just happy I did this
No, I cannot be stopped
So just stay out of my business
///-Verse 2 (M.A.)
Yeah, I got a choppa and I got a beam
I'm gettin' the paper like it comes in reams
She on some baby shit, her last name keem
I got that fast twitch, but bitch, I don't stream
I came with the shooters, like it's golden state
I be an investor, ain't no Andrew tate
I grew up on poor shit, the shxt was my fate
But now I got money all up on my plate
Yeah, I got money all up on my mind
Don't hit up my phone if you wastin' my time
Yeah, I got chains on my neck like a savage
Came a long way from bein' a average
Carry a blick, when I'm leavin' the house
Know someone always tryna gun me down
Carry my heart on my sleeve when I'm out
All of these bxtches know what Im about
///-Hook (M.A.)
This shxt real life not no roleplay (on god)
Straight down to business, no foreplay (on god)
Gon' catch you lackin' in 4k (true)
No time to talk, I can't parlay (on god)
I used to live in the ghettos (str8 up)
Now I buy chains and stilletos (facts)
They askin' how did you get those (on god)
Increase my value like tenfold (facts)
I used to beg for the money
I still ain't rich, but I'm well off
I ain't a bitch, but they still talk
They just be buggin', like dry cough
I used to beg for forgiveness
Now I'm just happy I did this
No, I cannot be stopped
So just stay out of my business
///-Verse 3 (Y.M.C. Tay)
Yeah, I came up from the pavement (facts)
They ain't believe, now they stuck in amazement
Used to get jumped for my payment
Now I just stack while they stuck on the same shit
Now I’m too cold like I'm stuck in the snow
I took the pain and I turned it to gold
They tried to press me, I never did fold
Kept it a hunnid, my story been told
Move with precision, no need for a scope
They see me winnin’, they losin' all hope
I keep it tucked, it ain't just for show
If I gotta blow, then it's adiós
Runnin' with demons that still got a heart
Life taught us lessons that tore us apart
They used to laugh, now they callin' me smart
'Cause I made a plan and I played every part
I got no label, no one that I owe
I do it myself, from the pen to the show
Now I be killin’ these beats like a pro
Stay in your lane, or get lost in the smoke
///-Verse 4 (M.A.)
I move in silence, I don’t need to boast
They do it for clout, I do it for growth
Came from the mud, had to learn on my own
Now I’m on fire like I live in a stove
Watch how I pivot, I’m sharp with the game
All of that talk just be sparkin’ my flame
They throwin’ dirt, but I’m dodgin’ the shame
Now they want features, don’t mention my name
Came with the hustle, no need for a handout
Been through the struggle, I’ll never just stand down
They tried to clown me, now I’m the man now
Was on the edge, but I never did pan out
Still got the blick in the cut for the threat
I don’t forget and I never regret
Came from a place where we died for respect
Now I just run up a check, that’s a bet
Vision been clear, now the path is direct
Earned all my stripes and I’m onto the next
They prayin’ I slip, but I’m steady and blessed
I’m chasin’ the purpose, they chasin’ a flex
///-Alternate Hook (M.A.)
This ain’t pretend, it’s the real deal (real)
This for the nights I ain’t get a meal (facts)
This for the weight that I still feel (true)
This for the pain that I had to heal (on god)
They see the wins but don't know the cost
I paid in silence for everything lost
I made a way when I had to crawl
Now I’m just up, and I’m never gon’ fall
I used to sleep on the floor
Now I put cash in the drawer
Used to be broke, now I’m more
I know exactly what for
I had to live through the lows
Now I just stick to the code
Can’t let ‘em get in my head
So I just stay in my mode
