Yeah
Aye, aye
West, west, west coast
West, west, west coast
Aye
Resonated
Rimi
Yeah
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Guess who bizzack
The one and only messiah of rap
Leading the crew like mafioso's in black
Roaring like the son of Mufasa leading the pack
Shining like a diamond in the light
Until I leave you all blacked out
Tried to find my way, now it's mapped out
Known to run the game, you in the background
A beast on a beat, off of my leash
Screaming "f*ck peace," capische?
The don dada, rhyme harder
Couldn't match to my rap flows
Talking disrespect, you get dealt by my capo
Guided by my fingers as if we don't talk english
So, my actions speak louder even when I got mouths closed
Chip on your shoulder like you aiming for closure
You know I'm hoping to bolster to come and gain the exposure
Put me up on a poster just like I'm clearly supposed to
Be in control and serve the music to the fullest like a soldier
Now I'm the prodigy wreaking havoc, I mob deep
Questioning my thoughts like I'm in the hot seat
This shit is concrete, you feel it like a heartbeat
The vibe be riding with me till the day I feel my heart's weak
But I've been taught to never get my heart weak
Mind over matter, I get madder on this hard beat
Knocking verses out while you enjoy it from the box seat
Hits and never misses like I never had an off week
It's essential, my mental been detrimental
Never settle on instrumentals, now give me the medal
Been making moves like I'm Gepetto, pulling strings like they petals
Foot on the peddle, I'm suspenseful with the flow of the pencil
Now, who the f*ck thinking they better than me?
F' it, my work ethic can even tell it better than me
Check the stats and how I became the MVP
And let the rest of the rap game just envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.,
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.
Ha-ha-ha
Aye, aye, aye
The Don Dada, no one else can rhyme harder
818 don shit, don shit, don shit
Rimi - Envy Me Lyrics
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English
Yeah
Aye, aye
West, west, west coast
West, west, west coast
Aye
Resonated
Rimi
Yeah
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Guess who bizzack
The one and only messiah of rap
Leading the crew like mafioso's in black
Roaring like the son of Mufasa leading the pack
Shining like a diamond in the light
Until I leave you all blacked out
Tried to find my way, now it's mapped out
Known to run the game, you in the background
A beast on a beat, off of my leash
Screaming "f*ck peace," capische?
The don dada, rhyme harder
Couldn't match to my rap flows
Talking disrespect, you get dealt by my capo
Guided by my fingers as if we don't talk english
So, my actions speak louder even when I got mouths closed
Chip on your shoulder like you aiming for closure
You know I'm hoping to bolster to come and gain the exposure
Put me up on a poster just like I'm clearly supposed to
Be in control and serve the music to the fullest like a soldier
Now I'm the prodigy wreaking havoc, I mob deep
Questioning my thoughts like I'm in the hot seat
This shit is concrete, you feel it like a heartbeat
The vibe be riding with me till the day I feel my heart's weak
But I've been taught to never get my heart weak
Mind over matter, I get madder on this hard beat
Knocking verses out while you enjoy it from the box seat
Hits and never misses like I never had an off week
It's essential, my mental been detrimental
Never settle on instrumentals, now give me the medal
Been making moves like I'm Gepetto, pulling strings like they petals
Foot on the peddle, I'm suspenseful with the flow of the pencil
Now, who the f*ck thinking they better than me?
F' it, my work ethic can even tell it better than me
Check the stats and how I became the MVP
And let the rest of the rap game just envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.,
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.
Ha-ha-ha
Aye, aye, aye
The Don Dada, no one else can rhyme harder
818 don shit, don shit, don shit
Aye, aye
West, west, west coast
West, west, west coast
Aye
Resonated
Rimi
Yeah
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Guess who bizzack
The one and only messiah of rap
Leading the crew like mafioso's in black
Roaring like the son of Mufasa leading the pack
Shining like a diamond in the light
Until I leave you all blacked out
Tried to find my way, now it's mapped out
Known to run the game, you in the background
A beast on a beat, off of my leash
Screaming "f*ck peace," capische?
The don dada, rhyme harder
Couldn't match to my rap flows
Talking disrespect, you get dealt by my capo
Guided by my fingers as if we don't talk english
So, my actions speak louder even when I got mouths closed
Chip on your shoulder like you aiming for closure
You know I'm hoping to bolster to come and gain the exposure
Put me up on a poster just like I'm clearly supposed to
Be in control and serve the music to the fullest like a soldier
Now I'm the prodigy wreaking havoc, I mob deep
Questioning my thoughts like I'm in the hot seat
This shit is concrete, you feel it like a heartbeat
The vibe be riding with me till the day I feel my heart's weak
But I've been taught to never get my heart weak
Mind over matter, I get madder on this hard beat
Knocking verses out while you enjoy it from the box seat
Hits and never misses like I never had an off week
It's essential, my mental been detrimental
Never settle on instrumentals, now give me the medal
Been making moves like I'm Gepetto, pulling strings like they petals
Foot on the peddle, I'm suspenseful with the flow of the pencil
Now, who the f*ck thinking they better than me?
F' it, my work ethic can even tell it better than me
Check the stats and how I became the MVP
And let the rest of the rap game just envy me
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.,
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.
Envy me
Envy me
Envy me
You know me, R.I.P. to the M.I.C.
Ha-ha-ha
Aye, aye, aye
The Don Dada, no one else can rhyme harder
818 don shit, don shit, don shit
Writer: SAM JORIMI
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