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chef boyerdee – rising lyrics

risin to the top, i’m always stayin high
got the survival guide
i’m ned’s decl-ssified
risin to the top, always on my grind
gotta have the whole pie
music til i die x2

well this is all a little bit funny? n-body f-cks with me til my music makes me money
ay
but y’all sound like some dummies when my belly is full you gonna have an empty tummy
but you know how it goes, people gettin jealous when you rockin at your show
and your music starts to blow
everyone gonna act like they were there for full support
pretend that they never left hopin that you don’t retort, like d-mn
where was everyone when i dropped my first hit?
if i wasn’t big would anyone even give a sh-t?
or even care about my music
yeah i like to do it, but i wanna share it, don’t confuse it
or misuse it, bring y’all together like a unit, hatred i’ll defuse it, this gift i never lose it, just bein me hopin y’all consume it, weed got me zooted

risin to the top, i’m always stayin high
got the survival guide
i’m ned’s decl-ssified
risin to the top, always on my grind
gotta have the whole pie
music til i die x2

yeah i’m risin up you know i never fall
never take a l always standin tall
see i got my p-ssion now i’m gonna chase it
workin on my sk!lls i know i’ll never ever waste it
but let’s face it, since i started, success i could taste it
heavy lifting never felt so weightless
never spit a rhyme that is tasteless
bigger than showtime, i’m mother f-ckin shameless
i’m raising the bar til i’m at the tip top
my flow so wet like a faucet i drip drops
make it rain everyday, always b-mpin hip hop
got the game in a bag, sealed up like ziploc
the same bag i used to sell tree from
the same bag that sourced my income
the same bag that got me to nyc
we got the knicks, it was my destiny
i’m in my element everyone gon see
this took 12 years, i worked hard for this sh-t
i finally made enough money to produce my hits
p-ss around the spliff, now we all get blitzed
you can tell i ain’t rich from my everyday fits
and that’s a nod to pac, du and the og guys
i get around with my style and my og rhymes
check the cadence, i’m always right on time
check the verse cause i’m spittin it fine

risin to the top, i’m always stayin high
got the survival guide
i’m ned’s decl-ssified
risin to the top, always on my grind
gotta have the whole pie
music til i die x2

yeah i’m risin yeah i’m risin
to the top to the top
yeah i’m grindin yeah i’m grindin
never ever ever gonna stop it’s never ever gonna stop
yeah i’m risin yeah i’m risin
never ever gonna stop ay girl, to the top
yeah i’m grindin yeah i’m grindin
never ever ever ever gonna stop never ever gonna stop

- chef boyerdee lyrics

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