BACKUP (feat. Ron Tas)

Whoo, Cash, it's a classic! Young King Isaac on this beat Hop on the song, I'm dispensing the flows Spitting out fire, I know how it goes One day I'll get some more cash inside of the bag And I'll drop a top on a rolls Yeah, hop on this song I'm dispensing my flows Spitting out fire, I know how it goes One day I'll get some more cash inside of the bag And I'll drop the top on a Rolls We're getting hungry, we went to the store Make the ramen and put it in a bowl Happy that you could make it to the show Winterstorm over, it's no longer cold Yeah, drop the beat on that The discography come with the stash BPM, it be moving so fast You cannot see it when it go past This ain't DC, but it's getting flashy My voice deep, but no, it isn't raspy I got nobody trying to harass me Ain't no fake people trying to bash me Yea, I got connections, it's cool stuff I got ties, we help each other boost up Got more people added to the roster I got braids, ain't no locs like a rasta We break the rules, just like Fame and PdotC The album is coming, just wait till you see Perfect match up, I had Riley here with me The show will have you at the edge of your seat I start my flow right off the bat Keep it going, it's finna get lit I got these people screaming like "Yeah!" That's how you know that I made a hit We be saving up, I gotta stack We be working 'till we hit the jack No not yet, but one day we'll get racks Open up the Windows, ain't no Mac Yeah, let's see what's in store, work on it some more Cooking up some heat, like we made it on the stove My own worst enemy, now we're fighting toe-to-toe Calling up the team, sending backup down the road (Yeah, yeah) Skrrrt, yeah yeah, Benihana, yeah we wilding (Wild) And I got perfect timing (Yeah) Off the top freestyling (Styling, oh yeah) Why is you still trying? (Trying) Told you I'm a giant (Giant) Told you I- yeah yeah They be hating They anonymous, no misogynist Here to conquer this, not an optimist Stacking my discography, I'm proud of this Put your hands up, no robbery, vibe to this I can't tell what they are, it's androgynous Looking at the sneakers, like "I'm copping this" Listen to my music like, "I'm dropping this" Stick it right inside like a floppy disk Put it in the drive, then I copy it Their music is so crap like they pottying I be getting wild like I'm partying We've been raging outside in the yard again We've been vibing just like The Backyardigans With my homies, they're making their art again So the easy ends, and the hard begins, yeah Yeah, let's see what's in store, work on it some more Cooking up some heat, like we made it on the stove My own worst enemy, now we're fighting toe-to-toe Calling up the team, sending backup down the road (Ooh) If I bring my backup, boy I swear you won't survive (Baow) Cause I've been on the rise (Rise) Earth, wind, and fire, I'm on it like all the time All the time (Ohh, ohh) Hey, whole room looking foggy And if homie acting froggy Call him Kermit when we dogging (Ohh, ohh, ohh) I done elevated, constant meditation I forever waited for the moment When I say I made it, now I'm on it (Honestly) Oh woah-oh-oh Ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah It's a classic