lirik lagu emilio rojas – the motive
[verse 1: emilio rojas]
they didn’t think we would get this far
h-ll nah, most fall up against those odds
as a youngin’, i was coming up with nothing
in the middle of a place there ain’t been no stars
aw, you gon’ have to pardon us because we made it seen
with all the sparklers and all the bottle girls
and the bartenders ain’t serving y’all because they all with us
they like: “d-mn, god d-mn, god d-mn he fly
she can’t feel her face, she screaming, aw god d-mn she high
people i grew up with mad ‘cause we just p-ss them by
got them feeling like they t-to straight from out the jackson five”
uptown in the fresh bred 1’s
hands out, begging me to lend them funds
begging me to get ‘em on the list plus one
but i put ‘em in a line like tetris, ugh
y’all know who the best is, send your girl around me
that’s a death wish ‘cause i k!ll that p-ssy
and have y’all paying respect, this e to the m-i-l-i-o
on the same block where they never tell 5-o
ain’t n0body talk, everybody know when we chase fast money
and we still drive slow, to h-ll with rules, i ain’t never go to cl-ss
and to h-ll with school, if you ain’t educating yourself
that means you learning someone else’s truth
in the back, everybody on me
room full of strangers, everybody know me
i don’t blame ‘em, i’m the one and f-cking only
if a motherf-cker telling you they love me, then they owe me
[hook]
i got ‘em open off this smoke that we been blowing
when that liquor get to flow, it’s on me
they know it’s going down, down, down
they know it’s going down, down, down
i thought i told you that the money is the motive
i ain’t never going broke, that’s not me
they know it’s going down, down, down
they know it’s going down, down, down
[verse two: k!lla kyleon]
don’t count me out, you gotta count me in
young diamond in the rough where they found me in
feds looking for a cell they can lock me in
like a pair of number threes, wanna box me in
they can’t stop me now, they couldn’t stop me then
lames losing, gotta watch me win
it’s bad when a dollar make you watch your friends
i’m still on the grind, i’m tryna talk to ten
i drank so much syrup, could’ve copped a benz
four k a month, that’s a lot to spend
i got a couple flaws, got to watch the laws
i’m like ink, i’m tryna stay up out the pen
small circle, just a couple n-ggas
you got one of them, then i don’t f-ck with n-ggas
got trust issues, i don’t trust a n-gga
middle finger high, it’s mother f-ck a n-gga
behind money, i’m shooting first
ask questions later, touch, touch a n-gga
busy talking money, tryna count some paper
i ain’t got time to be discussing n-ggas
not beneficial, you could miss me
like a p-ss from peyton when the safety hating
i’m paper chasing, paper plating, skating
get this bye money, you could hit me, hey
and i’m talking to texas, it ain’t no secret
they know who the best is, a dog on these records
shout out, that’s my confession
i’m talking ‘bout trapping, my prior profession
b-tch, i get this money, no sweat, i ain’t stressing
thumb through that check, i’m just counting my blessings
till i pull a muscle, i’m going in, flexing
f-ck what you heard, i’m the man out in texas
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