[Pre-Chorus: JP]
Yeah, yeah, locked in the stu
Let's see how it goes
For tomorrow's me to be different from yesterday's (Yeah)
I'm so thirsty, someone give me some water
Say what I wanna say
Turn on the light now
[Chorus: JP]
Fallin' in tears, surviving here is a bit ominous
Feelings are trapped, the source is anonymous
What are we here for? It's so unfamiliar
Let's get out of here
Let's get out of here
[Verse 1: Loopy]
I left this cold city
I chose to escape to a new city Atlanta
I'm racing to avoid their gaze
Sipping' Dani with my bro, Fani
'Cause I'm muthafuckin' rockstar, Kurt Cobain
My plate is full of cash, face tattoo, no BIBI
I went on a tour, I count bills in a different colors, fool
They gon' be sick, I pull up with the Ricks
I pull up with the bih, no hoes
Ladies and gangsters, let's toast up tonight
Fuck up you and me, I'm with ya
The view of the Han River is nothing new
I bag up the cash with that as a background view
That's my bag (Money)
I bet you thought I did wrong
You never see me like this
I hit a lick, bet
[Verse 2: JP]
Uh, yeah, I was going to run, but I stopped
Because they'd catch up anyway
Uh, yeah, I felt like I was falling behind
Somehow, I ended up listening to different music
Ain't no way we getting paid for this
I don't want to trust anyone
What's your next move?
I was acting cocky and making a fuss, then I was stunned
I could show you more of other me
My background, from New York, came from overseas
Be careful around me like a chandelier
I don't want to talk to you if you're clueless
Problems stacking up
Capper's city on
What is going on?
There's no answer
I should let 'em know
Tell 'em what you want
I miss it sometimes
I'm just making bars
[Verse 3: Loopy]
I left this cold city
I chose to escape to a new city Atlanta
I'm racing to avoid their gaze
Sipping' Dani with my bro, Fani
'Cause I'm muthafuckin' rockstar, Kurt Cobain
My plate is full of cash, face tattoo, no BIBI
I went on a tour, I count bills in a different colors, fool
[Verse 4: OSUN]
It's time for me to dress up, where's my jewelry's at?
That chatterbox became a filler
When I ink my body, the feeling of becoming someone else intoxicates me
I'll peel off those who only look fancy on the outside
Run the factory, earn a lot
The era of keeping your ears shut got fucked up
You're better off cheering for others
[Verse 5: OSUN]
Yeah, I pull up with the Ricks
I pull up with the Ricks
I pull up with the bih, no hoes
I play with the ball like Trent
New shoes, Hyundai store
I step on another land again (Adidas)
I live on Abbey Road, my young (Beatles)
Even if I wish for a lot (Did it)
Gotta take care of my whole team, already know
(We flowed like water) My attitude is straight like Chung Mong Gyu
(Now it's aftermath) I make a goal if I want to like Trent
My youth is worth 40,000 dollars
Those who took my music are my opponents
The emotions chain me up
The wad of bills make it
Karma on this shit, we on this shit
[Verse 6: OSUN]
Yeah, money make problems
I get wiped before saying "have a good day"
A player standing here with just my potential
I'm chrome hearted like my left wrist
This busy Seoul is a big catch
I arrived as a team
Dodge it again, curves on the road
Dodge it again, curves on the road
[Chorus: JP]
Fallin' in tears, surviving here is a bit ominous
Feelings are trapped, the source is anonymous
What are we here for? It's so unfamiliar
Let's get out of here
Let's get out of here
[Verse 7: Loopy]
I had to get off that le-leash to find the punk who choked me, bitch
Me and my twins and my siblings
Aside from them, die, punk, a lot of blood has been shed
I'm rich, I can feel you, I might reach the sky too
I built it up Babel
The faded Louis V got me like I'm King, an embarrassing nickname, I'm sixteenth
I ran away from Seoul City
I got no back up, Sirasoni
I almost got cancer, the others are sick
At least you shouldn't have lied
I can see it all, punk, you'll freak out if you stand here
Different from you, I'm no fuck bit
I found the solution
Time to go home, come back home
Run like Ohtani now
[Verse 8: Loopy]
What are you muttering, give me my crown
I get free clothes from Atlanta
You're no match for me, young punk
I'm the quarterback of the team, can't fuck with ya
They saw a dead body, completely different
My brothers, dough, rest in peace
Bro, you know though
Free thugger and all my bros
Bitch you busy makin' money
I know though
[Chorus: JP]
Fallin' in tears, surviving here is a bit ominous
Feelings are trapped, the source is anonymous
What are we here for? It's so unfamiliar
Let's get out of here
Let's get out of here
[Outro: Loopy]
They gon' be sick, I pull up with the Ricks
I pull up with the bih, no hoes
I pull up with the Ricks, I pull up with the Ricks
I pull up with the bih, no hoes
I pull up with the Ricks, I pull up with the Ricks
I pull up with the bih, no hoes
Ladies and gangsters, let's toast up tonight
Fuck up you and me, I'm with ya