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team backpack - bar fight™ - token vs. emoney lyrics

[token – intro]
yo, make some noise team backpack!

[token – 1st verse]
– oh no! sh-t! –
this is for anybody who mad that the kid’s back
i don’t pay no mind to anyone
who’s not on my level
that’s word to the record labels
i never hit back
– oh no! sh-t! –
and if they calling me an internet rapper
this is how i reacts
i just sold out
too many shows in france
to be that
– oh no! sh-t! –
ayy gather all around
and i’m the only one to tell these children
to not focus on the dollar now
i lost count of all the investors approaching
i turned all them down
hold them down, all get down
tell the haters
you’re a talker, i’m a demonstrator
them is traitors
pushing my b-ttons
to get a rise out of me
but i ain’t no elevator
– oh no! sh-t! –
but i be elevatin’, though
tell them they should go hesitate
to annotate cause every day you’re very basic, though
my dedication, renovation, generation
and you hate it
l.m.f.a.o
l.m.f.a.o
you’re yesterday – i’m everyday
you rest today – i levitate
you’re never played – i resonate
you’re very safe – i’m renegade
you celebrate – i dedicate
i separate us both
– oh no! sh-t! –
not many work hard as me
i’m preparing and that’s amazing
’cause that’s not me talking
that’s what sway said
that’s a statement
and after i spit for sway, i
told my engineer to keep my vocals dry
’cause that one verse
made the rappers sweat
and the co-host cry
at the same f-cking time!
– oh no! sh-t! –
so whoever be telling me that they could help
but they never did
and [?] tell ’em
i never be looking for help
’cause i’m pretty sure:
they wanna take, they don’t wanna give
– oh no! sh-t –
n-body coming in rhyming
look you in the eyes and tell you the splits?
i am not giving a f-ck about what you gon’ offer
i’ve been on my own, motherf-cker
and look, you didn’t even talk to my manager
get on my biz!
– oh no! sh-t! –
we both got a buzz
but we’re different on our own sh-t
you did it with a motion
i did it with emotion
when it’s a devotion
that is the reason
kid is never hopeless
give it a moment, take over, is imminent
if you didn’t notice
and noone is witnessing
independent growth potential
bigger than token’s!

[emoney – round 1]
yas!
dude, i could do it at this height
alright y’all, this is it
one year for this moment
my whole life for this moment
check it

[emoney – round 1]
i got no choice but to go all out
and get all out
as something you should know all ’bout
you better say my name
stepping over – you got a.i-game
but practice the reason klay, steph and dre got rings
i work hard
i don’t booty text
i hit ’em with bird calls
she the first to defer your calls
she with me
up in your car getting jerked off
and sunday morning she blew me
and blew church off
y’all wrong
your wedding, they gon’
play the thong song
the bridesmaids will be broads
with no bras on
i used to wanna date the blond
with the pom-poms
then i realized real life ain’t a romcom!
you an actor
and you have a role
let me ask “do you have a soul?”
check this
do you have a goal that ain’t laughable
and is bigger than money, b-tches and a bag of blow?
your model’s on a roadway catching poses
and you wanna be smashing those?
them giving you the time of day
with no flashy clothes?
the chances gonna be thinner than a fashion show
you can hate but god d-mn i’m right
you can ask obvi we stand by right
and if i don’t become the one you worship
in the city i live in
imma settle for being anti-christ
can’t stand bright lights
i battle through the darkness
at the top you see me
before the fall like august
don’t think america the great
became heartless
look at the vulture
in the republican carc-ss
they sayin’
i’ll be better off with a 9-5 or 10-6
i got flown out here just to rhyme a little
how’s that for a job with some benefits?
i’m doing fine, laying with your feet up baby, there come a time when you gotta put your foot down
7-9 quake i was in the epicenter
looked mother nature in the face
and i still stood ground
i used to be the sh-thead little kid
don’t regret a thing i did
decided to be bad in a good town
wanna know the reason
they still can’t believe
this is how a kid from the suburban neighborhood sound
i don’t need your validation
they can say i’m p-ss poor
but i still wake up feeling rich
don’t think i’m gonna miss
how they treat the rap game like a club
everybody wanna make it on the list
i was in the line but i ran out of patience
through my own house party got it raging
we’re going up now but you can’t come on the rooftop
if you wasn’t with me when we started in the bas-m-nt
emoney, baby!

[token – intro]
y’all okay if we do like round 2?
yo i got like a little disclaimer before i start this verse
check it out
usually just when i get on the mic
all my words are coming from love and thanks
not today!
cause this is the first time in recorded history
that people got token to rap on an instrumental
that he f-cking hates
much love to the producer, though

[token – round 2]
look, how i get so much hate?
talked about me on the internet and [?]
get to have one confrontation in person
’bout the music that they hate on
either that, you secretly love me
and the jealousy is acting out random
or you’re just another motherf-cking p-ssy
and you need a tissue or a tampon
i don’t understand, dog
notice that i never been using the word fam, dog
half the people i met through music that i was calling my family were dapping me
but they had a knife in the other hand, dog
to them i am a phantom
you don’t see me
but know that i haunt for every chance, son
mommy don’t like when i get angry but a fan does
they catch feelings when i throw a tantrum
yeah
rappers and their feelings getting it wrong
just because i was once giving you props
doesn’t mean a feature is gonna drop
why can’t we be homies without a song?
why can’t we be homies without a tweet?
why can’t we be homies without a tour?
homie i don’t f-ck with you no more
watch them face plant like an acrobat
when they take chance like acid rap
all the new fans with a knack for rap
count on me like two hands when you’re bad at math
-silence counting-
trying to count my worth
but i can’t add that fast
i’m the one, huh
i’m the one, huh
they say i rap fast
just to rap fast
but why would i rap fast
not to rap fast?
so you’re dumb, huh
i’m still the one, huh, huh
and anyone who ever kicked it with me
will tell you i’m nothing but humble
when you’ really around me
so i don’t care about the hater
’cause i doubt their mother’s proud of them
as much as my mom is proud of me
that last laugh for audience
sad -ss rappers
always a [?] as a [?]
hashtag lacking confidence
that’s bad acts
i’ll be out doing
clap, clap, clap; clap, clap
applauding him
wack rap master novelist
[?]
in fact they calling me captain obvious (oh man!)
they on their knees like i see that they prayin’ i’m stoppin
we’ll get tuition like you paid for college
i ain’t into wishing; i got intuition
and i think they wishing
for my wishful thinking
what i got
is most of you haters is gonna shut the f-ck up
when my project drop

[emoney – intro]
wow, wow
that is a great rapper
imma keep it real
no more of this “i f-cked your b-tch” stuff
imma keep it really real

[emoney – round 2]
yo
i never see girls that wanna give me action
the only live up in dream worlds
these chicks said i couldn’t sit with them
feel like regina george up in mean girls
abstinence, but it wasn’t planned
need help, matter of fact i need another hand
last time i got laid i feel like bill cosby was a beloved man
reaching out to nothing up till 7 to the moonlight
get a little low, when you’re living it alone
i wanna be the one, but i know these b-tches
got something else in they’ mouth
’cause they never wanna bone
by my pops, i’ll get my -ss kicked
if i keep telling you ’bout my dry -ss d-ck
money ain’t coming, only cream that i got
is the kind i apply to my dry -ss zit
pardon me for my bad mood
on the east coast while i’m acting ruder
bout to chew the big apple sooner
have moony looking like a mac-computer
drug dealers be bagging loot up
the dreams are headed to the back to shoot up
rich people judge but that’s who they gave crack to and sold fast food to
don’t play yourself, chained up
big social gap is how they trained us
but on the way here
i saw crackheads and wall street on the same bus
people i’ve met through the rap game
i got love for, but i can’t trust
people i met when i rode the bench
played on my team when i came up
yeah
i approach a sound like pray that i’m ultrafound
i used to p-ss notes around
but then the quotes that i wrote down
became a kid’s past notes about
with no adults around
getting closer now to put the love up
and my lotion down
but i’m scrolling down
my instagram and seeing wedding rings and f-cking ultrasounds
for now that’s forbidden
got love for my city; that’s a given
but i had to move on to something different
’cause i couldn’t let the city that i’m from
be the city that i live in
i’m really into nothing fancy
catch me at reggae night
b-tch, i dance with rastas
over this, court dismissed!
someone bring in them dancing lobsters
yeah!

[token – outro]
make some f-cking noise, team backpack!

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