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worked up - phix lyrics

[intro]
it’s been a long year
’22
i’m only gon’ say this once
yeah

[verse 1]
i was tired of getting slept on, always stepped on but now i’m over it (yeah)
read is what you getting left on in my cell phone when i open it (uh)
’22, i made the best songs, put my self on and i know this sh*t (yeah)
tell these labels, “get the f on” while i press on, i don’t owe them sh*t (owe them sh*t)
if i’m in the ring we’ll be done fast, beheading you rappers, a blood bath
while holding my d*ck, still pouring a fifth, the moment it cl!cks, better duck fast
(had to bust ass) so believe me when i say i don’t give a*, f*ck that
before i had horses, nikes and forces, i got around with a bus pass
all of my idols are rivals to me and all of them are people i must pass
and, fool, it’s ridiculous, i be indigenous and you are not, so just stop capping
you should be ticketed and be convicted with littering if it does not happen
for all of the music you ever put out ’cause all that i hear is you drop trash, and
i will expose you, just like these other guys’ stories i found gaps in
if i hear you telling anyone otherwise knowing d*mn well you are not spazzing
rapping and bullsh*ting ’bout a whole bunch of sh*t that really does not happen
you ain’t do sh*t when the lights flashing, you duck in the seat ’til the cop passing
[interlude]
i promised i wasn’t gon’ get angry, but
i mean, i’m not angry, i’m just worked up
you know, at this point it’s just like
i’ve heard all i needed to hear
y’all are done

[verse 2]
any single fan you thought that you had, you had better tell them you been living a lie
no, homie, i am not kidding, b*tch, i am finna bring out what’s been hidden inside
i pray to god you get found by a label just so they could sign you and sit you aside
nothing but tens will get in the ride, she fell in love soon as i slid it inside
only three things that i need are p*ssy, money and the weed, that’s all the ameneties
i do rap, i do rock, i could sing, so i’m better than ninety percent of these
rappers and singers that’s all gonna fade, but i’ma get paid for infinity (yeah)
i promise, as long as i breathe i won’t ever leave, i’ll never vacate the vicinity (uh*uh)
i’m ’bout to make an example out any rapper who might try to attempt this (yeah)
i don’t need no ammo to put your head up on a mantle, i’m knocking you senseless (uh)
feeling like rambo, fighting off all of the haters that slide in my mentions (b*tch)
grit the enamel while biting your tongue if you ever wan’ pry in my business
whole gang with me, ain’t a thang, b*tch, we in the sprinter van like we be hunting a mystery
you’d get your feelings hurt if you seen all of the dms your girlfriend be sending me
and if you have a career, i wouldn’t ever recommend running into me
i’ll do in a decade what you couldn’t even imagine would happen in centuries

[outro]
i mean, people can compare me all they want, that’s fine
but at the end of the day there’s no denying what i’ve done
i mean, what i just did, what i’m ’bout to do

- phix lyrics

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