lirik lagu lyanna kea – receipts (remix)
[intro: connor price]
yeah, look
[verse 1: connor price]
every day that they see me, they like, “what’s up, dude?” (what’s up, dude?)
i tell ’em, “not much” (not much), but we know it’s not true
got a to~do list that every day i gotta run through (yeah)
i don’t wanna small talk ’bout it, let the work talk for me (ayy, woah, woah)
yeah, i don’t tell n0body ’bout my secrets (nah)
keep it to myself ’cause nowadays they wanna leak it (right)
i don’t even share it with my family as of recent (mm)
not ’cause i don’t trust ’em, i would rather let ’em see it for themselves
i got insecurities, i don’t wear thеm on my sleeve
so you know i gotta keep ’em on the shеlf
like awards i don’t have yet
and every second that i wasted talkin’ ’bout it is a second i can’t have back, look
[chorus: connor price]
i don’t wanna tell ’em everything i’m gonna do
i would rather show them everything that i achieved
i don’t wanna tell ’em that i got it with no proof
i would rather show them the receipts
[verse 2: connor price]
i find it funny how they say you gotta talk less and do more
when i rap, i talk more and do less
already had a blue check before i made the music
and now i’m makin’ verified hits every stu’ session (go)
i got ways to go, i know i’ll never stop
opportunities are comin’ to me, i’ma let ’em knock
open up the door and let ’em in, how could i ever not?
better pop off any second, head spinnin’ like a helicopter
let it breathe, then i’m back in it
you can give me any beat and i’m attackin’ it (yeah)
four hundred at bat what i’m averagin’
4 of clubs on the cap, the establishment (woah)
at the show and the crowd get loud to it
lyrics stay sl!ck, but it’s still got a bounce to it
first~round pick if they ever get around to it
first~round k.o., i don’t gotta round~two it
[interlude: lyanna kea]
uh, i see
want to be big boy, huh?
(i also can)
[chorus: connor price & lex bratcher]
i don’t wanna tell ’em everything i’m gonna do (huh)
i would rather show them everything that i achieved (yeah)
i don’t wanna tell ’em that i got it with no proof (okay)
i would rather show them the receipts (okay, okay)
[verse 3: lyanna kea]
talk so much and full of spit
so how come your exam result, boosheet?
say get proof but can’t defrost a chicken
you want rice but don’t have rice cooker
i pay for doctorate not dr dre beats
i want the white coat not white boy hits
might need glasses but can still see
your girlfriend, a hoe and a dummy
don’t waste my time lecturing everybody, ah
boy, because your mother chun~li level with the slipper throw, enjoy
your momentary freedom ’cause this rap will aim to destroy
[chorus: connor price & ~lex bratcher~]
i don’t wanna tell ’em everything i’m gonna do (~what?~)
i would rather show them everything that i achieved (~true~)
i don’t wanna tell ’em that i got it with no proof (~huh?~)
i would rather show them the receipts (~the receipts~)
[verse 4: lex bratcher]
i don’t wanna tell ’em how much money i’ma blow (what?)
i would rather show ’em when i pull up in that beam’ (woah)
i don’t wanna tell ’em not to f~ck ’round with the goat (why?)
i would rather pull up with the banger on the seats (yeah)
d~cks hatin’, these cats bitin’ my plays like every week (what?)
quit playin’ ‘fore i’m aimin’ and sprayin’ at ya t~~th (oh)
in laymen’s, they can’t play with this human, i’m elite (huh?)
what i’m sayin’ is you my pet in this game, now where’s your leash? (ooh)
big brain, got my pen stayin’ on jet flame (flame)
feel the pain whenever i start orangutangin’ the beat (buh, buh)
get paid for a quick eight, was just laid (woo)
man, i ate so many verses, i think they stainin’ on my t~~th
hold on, let me check that (huh?)
huh, got ’em askin’, “where is lex at?” (where?)
best rap, got ’em pressed bad, what you said? cap
matty beats, lex, and connor p, gon’ get your neck snapped, yeah
[chorus: connor price]
i don’t wanna tell ’em everything i’m gonna do
i would rather show them everything that i achieved
i don’t wanna tell ’em that i got it with no proof
i would rather show them the receipts
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