I be rushing out the crib
Like I'm Stalin
Liquor pouring
For my homie's snoring
Had to get it off my chest I was pawning
Now I'm better than the rest like I'm Jordan
I'm exhausted
Once I make a fortune
Imma vamp higher like I'm chillin' in a coffin
This is my turf like I brought the whole lawn in
Rip a verse
Till I Ralph on top of Lauren
Issa shirt
I could put you in the garbage
Hardest when I'm starving
I be flawless
The moves I'm making be the smartest
Conditions were harshest
Now I got a bigger crowd, a mosh pit
Spitting Auschwitz
Different women all on auction
Never got it free
Now I run it like I'm forest
While you catching z's
I was making portions turn it to fortune
Painters portrait all of my Porsche's
Passion storage inside my organs
Kid I'm evergreen
Now you falling like it's August
Never, present a full sentence
Disciple clever with clauses
20 shots make em forfeit just after 4 5ths
Who's next up?
Get stuck if you press luck
I ain't got a heart but I say it with my chest up
Y'all bitches loud I know you own a Lexus
Whole squad in them Tesla's you gotta text us
I been starving lambs hungry for slaughter
I been carving jack-o-lanterns out of charcoal
When I spark the lantern, the whole pumpkin pie go
I'm a martyr to em more of a suicidal
Picasso
I paint a picture in blood the lights go
Out for a minute the tinder been inside tho
Imma spark up a blizzy to really feel the vibe hoe
Ain't no stopping the mission the vision been alive hoe
I
May just have to make my way up
Out these spaces I been chasing
Bluer faces I can't face the
Whole machine inside the matrix
Neo ain't the one to save em
Me I been here contemplating
Tryna find another way to
Get em to the revelations
I can't show too much to the blind nigga
All deaf ears missing out on the wise niggas
All y'all really letting life pass by nigga
All I really want is what's already mine nigga
Who's next up?
Get stuck if you press luck
I ain't got a heart but I say it with my chest up
Y'all bitches loud I know you own a Lexus
Whole squad in them Tesla's you gotta text us
Come from the dark side
Ain't got no heart in my hard drive
I'm like Tony Stark in the Mark 5
Car died
Jump starter let sparks fly
You fall back and take a hard ride
Down a park slide
But that's to be expected
Like what I speak in method
Leaves MC's infected
Breathing weak with they knees decrepit
So please accept it
While I reach meditation
High off weed, cheap medication, and sleep deprivation
What needs explanation?
I serve stool and bar shots
I teach education at the school for Hardnox
From tools and large glocks
To fooling narc cops
And pull in park lots to see us spark pot
'Till is all stop
I could be the next suspect
Up on your front steps
Bumping Funk Flex
I just sent my ex a drunk text
I flunked a drug test and lost my job
Got pissed had to off my squad
Then I mobbed on my boss and I had the office robbed
Mostly cause I'm sure I could
Broke into Dick's Sporting Goods
Passed out and woke up with morning wood
And that's a baseball bat but when I say I'm going AWOL
I'm finna lay y'all flat
Tell me, who's the greatest in the room?
The rapper with the rockets to get us all to the moon
Are you after making profits or changing after you bloom
Somebody rapping like monsters
Is it me or is it you?
Rightful Disciple - Who's Next Up?! (feat. Sando & OG King Lucie) Lyrics
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I be rushing out the crib
Like I'm Stalin
Liquor pouring
For my homie's snoring
Had to get it off my chest I was pawning
Now I'm better than the rest like I'm Jordan
I'm exhausted
Once I make a fortune
Imma vamp higher like I'm chillin' in a coffin
This is my turf like I brought the whole lawn in
Rip a verse
Till I Ralph on top of Lauren
Issa shirt
I could put you in the garbage
Hardest when I'm starving
I be flawless
The moves I'm making be the smartest
Conditions were harshest
Now I got a bigger crowd, a mosh pit
Spitting Auschwitz
Different women all on auction
Never got it free
Now I run it like I'm forest
While you catching z's
I was making portions turn it to fortune
Painters portrait all of my Porsche's
Passion storage inside my organs
Kid I'm evergreen
Now you falling like it's August
Never, present a full sentence
Disciple clever with clauses
20 shots make em forfeit just after 4 5ths
Who's next up?
Get stuck if you press luck
I ain't got a heart but I say it with my chest up
Y'all bitches loud I know you own a Lexus
Whole squad in them Tesla's you gotta text us
I been starving lambs hungry for slaughter
I been carving jack-o-lanterns out of charcoal
When I spark the lantern, the whole pumpkin pie go
I'm a martyr to em more of a suicidal
Picasso
I paint a picture in blood the lights go
Out for a minute the tinder been inside tho
Imma spark up a blizzy to really feel the vibe hoe
Ain't no stopping the mission the vision been alive hoe
I
May just have to make my way up
Out these spaces I been chasing
Bluer faces I can't face the
Whole machine inside the matrix
Neo ain't the one to save em
Me I been here contemplating
Tryna find another way to
Get em to the revelations
I can't show too much to the blind nigga
All deaf ears missing out on the wise niggas
All y'all really letting life pass by nigga
All I really want is what's already mine nigga
Who's next up?
Get stuck if you press luck
I ain't got a heart but I say it with my chest up
Y'all bitches loud I know you own a Lexus
Whole squad in them Tesla's you gotta text us
Come from the dark side
Ain't got no heart in my hard drive
I'm like Tony Stark in the Mark 5
Car died
Jump starter let sparks fly
You fall back and take a hard ride
Down a park slide
But that's to be expected
Like what I speak in method
Leaves MC's infected
Breathing weak with they knees decrepit
So please accept it
While I reach meditation
High off weed, cheap medication, and sleep deprivation
What needs explanation?
I serve stool and bar shots
I teach education at the school for Hardnox
From tools and large glocks
To fooling narc cops
And pull in park lots to see us spark pot
'Till is all stop
I could be the next suspect
Up on your front steps
Bumping Funk Flex
I just sent my ex a drunk text
I flunked a drug test and lost my job
Got pissed had to off my squad
Then I mobbed on my boss and I had the office robbed
Mostly cause I'm sure I could
Broke into Dick's Sporting Goods
Passed out and woke up with morning wood
And that's a baseball bat but when I say I'm going AWOL
I'm finna lay y'all flat
Tell me, who's the greatest in the room?
The rapper with the rockets to get us all to the moon
Are you after making profits or changing after you bloom
Somebody rapping like monsters
Is it me or is it you?
Like I'm Stalin
Liquor pouring
For my homie's snoring
Had to get it off my chest I was pawning
Now I'm better than the rest like I'm Jordan
I'm exhausted
Once I make a fortune
Imma vamp higher like I'm chillin' in a coffin
This is my turf like I brought the whole lawn in
Rip a verse
Till I Ralph on top of Lauren
Issa shirt
I could put you in the garbage
Hardest when I'm starving
I be flawless
The moves I'm making be the smartest
Conditions were harshest
Now I got a bigger crowd, a mosh pit
Spitting Auschwitz
Different women all on auction
Never got it free
Now I run it like I'm forest
While you catching z's
I was making portions turn it to fortune
Painters portrait all of my Porsche's
Passion storage inside my organs
Kid I'm evergreen
Now you falling like it's August
Never, present a full sentence
Disciple clever with clauses
20 shots make em forfeit just after 4 5ths
Who's next up?
Get stuck if you press luck
I ain't got a heart but I say it with my chest up
Y'all bitches loud I know you own a Lexus
Whole squad in them Tesla's you gotta text us
I been starving lambs hungry for slaughter
I been carving jack-o-lanterns out of charcoal
When I spark the lantern, the whole pumpkin pie go
I'm a martyr to em more of a suicidal
Picasso
I paint a picture in blood the lights go
Out for a minute the tinder been inside tho
Imma spark up a blizzy to really feel the vibe hoe
Ain't no stopping the mission the vision been alive hoe
I
May just have to make my way up
Out these spaces I been chasing
Bluer faces I can't face the
Whole machine inside the matrix
Neo ain't the one to save em
Me I been here contemplating
Tryna find another way to
Get em to the revelations
I can't show too much to the blind nigga
All deaf ears missing out on the wise niggas
All y'all really letting life pass by nigga
All I really want is what's already mine nigga
Who's next up?
Get stuck if you press luck
I ain't got a heart but I say it with my chest up
Y'all bitches loud I know you own a Lexus
Whole squad in them Tesla's you gotta text us
Come from the dark side
Ain't got no heart in my hard drive
I'm like Tony Stark in the Mark 5
Car died
Jump starter let sparks fly
You fall back and take a hard ride
Down a park slide
But that's to be expected
Like what I speak in method
Leaves MC's infected
Breathing weak with they knees decrepit
So please accept it
While I reach meditation
High off weed, cheap medication, and sleep deprivation
What needs explanation?
I serve stool and bar shots
I teach education at the school for Hardnox
From tools and large glocks
To fooling narc cops
And pull in park lots to see us spark pot
'Till is all stop
I could be the next suspect
Up on your front steps
Bumping Funk Flex
I just sent my ex a drunk text
I flunked a drug test and lost my job
Got pissed had to off my squad
Then I mobbed on my boss and I had the office robbed
Mostly cause I'm sure I could
Broke into Dick's Sporting Goods
Passed out and woke up with morning wood
And that's a baseball bat but when I say I'm going AWOL
I'm finna lay y'all flat
Tell me, who's the greatest in the room?
The rapper with the rockets to get us all to the moon
Are you after making profits or changing after you bloom
Somebody rapping like monsters
Is it me or is it you?
Writer: Mark Profaca, Sandy Jr. Bellows, Simon Lezaja
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Rightful Disciple
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Mark Profaca, Sandy Jr. Bellows, Simon Lezaja