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oh my god - jack rootes lyrics

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[verse 1]

they don’t want no smoke (nah)
made myself, no joke (ay)
comin’ with the flames
hate on me? that’s such a shame. (d-mn)
drama comes ’round knocking (ay)
hang it out like washing (ay)
turn this booth to a battlefield
then disappear like copperfield. (yeah)

never switch on my family (nah)
mixing flows like alchemy (ay)
once you start your name up
those around you, they change up
only day one folks allowed (yeah)
others do it for the clout (yeah)
when i’m itchin’ for my dreams
all b-tches, they flee the scene

[verse 2]

when i hit ’em with the quickness
they fall down with the sickness
ain’t n0body ’round who can spit sh-t like this
they can try this;
pickin’ tracks like an ice pick
strangle with a vice grip
avoidin’ all the nice sh-t
real me, there’s no pretendin’
success, my only happy endin’
workin’ hard like an impulse
leave ’em shocked at my results
like-

[hook]

oh my god, he just made another track today
oh my god, came in broke, then left the booth well paid
oh my god, he just pulled another chick tonight
oh my god, can’t wait for the next hit he’ll write

oh my god, he just made another banger now
oh my god, he’s building up his own clout
oh my god, there’s another girl up upon his d-ck
oh my god, he’s gettin’ money real quick

[verse 2]

don’t have to play nice (ay)
hittin’ like ray rice (ay)
every track i make is better
keep your beef, i just want the cheddar. (yeah)
won’t accept defeat (nah)
with lezter on the beat. (yah)
making myself a legacy
while you rot away with your jealousy

make sure you don’t forget this, (ay)
buildin’ up like tetris. (ay)
waste your time with faceless hate
you can vanish like david blaine
i’m spitting words, quicker sh-t
crossin’ genres like the river styx
on the dark side like lucifer
ring the bells like tubular

[verse 4]

i’m feelin’ like a rockstar
channelin’ my dark half
’till i’m in the hot charts
i know you’re not hard
i’m a rising star
you’re just a wannabe
you won’t go far
you’ll just stay under me
i’ll keep on climbin’ ’till i’m well known
don’t spoil my night, no post malone
i’m too busy, to catch your shots
just sit back and react in shock
like-

[hook]

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