Jerome The Prince - Cole Slaw lyrics

Yeah, I'ma just go off
Ayy, yeah, it's time to get right
2021 I'm doing it right
Most of these rappers are so overhyped
Don't do it for music they do it for likes
That is the type of bullshit, I dislike
Worked for my spot I ain't here overnight
Talking bout futures you know mine is bright
Talking bout yours that shit
Don't even light
I'm out of my mind these days
Work overtime these days
These rappers got no messages in their music
They just fucking rhyme these days
The journey been crazy
The road has been rugged
But no matter what man I'm causing a ruckus
These rappers are garbage, their
Music like Cole Slaw
What that mean? Bro nobody want it
I reminisce about days I was
Down, I was like Lord
Just give me a chance
Something I'm proud of is
I never switched up
On my family or on my fans
All that I know is work hard
And advance, believe in yourself
Believe in your plans
Shit, I even said I'm the greatest alive
Before I knew that I am
But this shit the confirmation
Lyrical domination
My shorty look so damn fine
We might add to the population
I'm just a kid from a real small town
Who's known all across the nation
And I face my fears so much, even
My fears are afraid to face me
It's so amazing
Hold up, everyone know that I'm up next
Everyone know that I'm up next
Broke boys mad, I can hear
Them now they upset
Underdog really fucking up checks
Yes, yes, this is the life that I dreamed of
When I was broke fighting demons
If Eminem is the God of this rap shit
Well the second coming is speaking
Aye, Aye, Sipping on champagne like I'm papi
Something bout spending shit, make me cocky
Feel no pressure like my name Bobby
So much drip, might cause a Tsunami
Up late night, just call me Toonami
Kids look up to me, like MiYagi
Rep my town and rep my posse
Fly shit only what I embody
Aye, aye, murdering shit I do it well
Used to sleep LaQuinta now I
Can't pronounce my damn hotel
My eyes are red and I'm sky walking
Like I'm Miguel
Shit I had some writers block, they
Told me that they couldn't tell
Ayy
And I bounced back every time I fell
If you need a hit
I got choruses and raps for sale
I ain't a killer but if you
Trying to send me to hell
I got that thing on me and I'll
Let it sing like Miss Adele
Ayy, Let it sing like Miss Adele
Let it sing like Miss Adele