lirik lagu madison x - resurrection
[verse 1]
my first record was dope
my second record was dope
my third record was dope
and now this record like “whoa”
no black rob, but i’m back mobbin’
black card and you discarded
disregard a sentimental broad
i got centerfolds that i been up on!
and i been the boss since day one
changed some, but stayed one
was the man, still the man
and you not in my business plan
i’m tryna have a maserati, by 25
whip it through the ville and show i’m still alive
i’m not the man you should mess with
this is brand x like a russell brand fx clip
satisfied with mine, there’s no grammy im stressin
somebody get these haters on some antidepressants
it’s so sad, you’re so mad
but i’ll tell you two things i won’t have
a toe tag, or no cash
if sh-t goes bad, snow caps!
got mine, get yours
f-ck you, i flip birds
people get what they deserve
we going back and forth?
then b-tch serve
i fear n0body, fear n0body
when i get to heaven, i know god’ll co-sign me
through the bad times and through the good
i persevered like everybody knew i would
it takes a lot to do me
oh you can’t relate?
sue me
oh he’s hating?
who’s he?
he ain’t a hustler, man that not there got that blue cheese
[chorus]
they left me for dead, but legends never die
this the resurrection hoe, so put one in the sky
(light up)
you’ll have to bury me alive
(light up)
cause x will never die
[verse 2]
smokin’ like wiz khalifa
rest in peace pakelika
still packin a heater
my po asked for a feature
i’m really dope, you bath salt
i been rappin’ my -ss off
if it’s me that’s robbin’ you
i’ll do it with the mask off
what can i say? i’m hot now
riding round with the top down
ima put on for cashville
while the homie young buck locked down
there’s a million other rappers who be talkin sh-t
don’t let them f-ck boys gas you, they just talking sh-t
yeah, they ain’t did this and that
kush by the pound, catch me twisting that
watch the way i do it, i’m a liqourholic
show up at the spot like “ok let’s get it started”
staring at the cops like “do something’ hoe”
staring at the cops like “do something’ hoe”
[verse 3]
anybody in their right mind would have already given up
but i’m so far up out of mine, homie i don’t give a f-ck
i’m not rappin’ for money, but i get money rappin’
molly pills for sale, i get money you get happy
rollin’, 4 deep
probably on your street
seat jack, if you left rap, b-tch i just took your seat
i’m counting my bread, that’s that flow dough
hands on the wheel riding solo
listen to frank ocean, no h0m-
stopped wearing white tees, i look gangster in polo
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