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on the rise - draft day lyrics

[intro]
(muddi gold)
yeah, huh
n*gga i got—, huh
(it’s raw when you need cash only)
hold on, what?
brr
n*gga still on the— (brr)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
still on the rise
i just came from out the country, packin’ shows out and sh*t, i was too deprived
haters gon’ despise
double o seven draft, flyin’ in that black jet
i ain’t even reach my motherf*ckin’ max yet
but, they tryna give me the highest d*mn contract (huh)

[verse 1]
tshh, d*mn, this sh*t got serious
and your b*tch got a staring problem when i’m near her
hunnid vibes in the section, they all greenlighted
we all booted up, expensive high, zooted up
i can never be like him, i’m one of a kind
i was lowkey up at first, now it’s time to shine
on a grind, standing on that business about me and mine
can’t waste no time, more money more problems, i been b*i*g
that’s [?] we gon’ do till we die
i wake up, you know i get fly
count that sh*t like (frrrt), count that sh*t like (frrrt)
racks on me baby
racks on my new b*tch
quarter m mercedes, just so i can sleep in it
president my tint so you can’t see in it, dark percent
dog, he got good aim up in the lamb’, like he markin’ in
pray for sin, i’m just tryna do whatever the f*ck and win
make sure that my team good, make sure that this sh*t don’t end
[chorus]
still on the rise
i just came from out the country, packin’ shows out and sh*t, i was too deprived
haters gon’ despise
double o seven draft, flyin’ in that black jet
i ain’t even reach my motherf*ckin’ max yet
but, they tryna give me the highest d*mn contract

[verse 2]
and i’m coming trump
tires on that whip slid
and my driver named jim curtin, ’cause i’m gettin’ booted
i’m not rockin’ timbs
they tryna dim a n*gga light, but i’m not goin’ for it, huh, yeah
tay*k, i k!ll the beat, just like melly got rid of friends
rather keep them bands with me
my momma straight, my sis’ on magazines
what that say bout us? in myself i trust
but you know, draft day, dropping these n*ggas, scared, i’m deebo
she was lost until she found me, but my name not nemo
touch down back in la, i do ball like dlo
can y’all boys relate? nah they rather hate
like two three, i’m great, rookie season, on the way
hey, hey
buying (n)umber (n)ine, my scent imperium, rollin’ up
your main ho, she getting bent, windows down, don’t need no tint
they know who up in it
know my stock risin’, wack rappers finished

- draft day lyrics

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