Marc Vinyls - Don Life lyrics

Yeah look
Yeah look
Uh huh uh huh
Uh huh
It's time to show 'em what I'm really on
A little money but the haters
Yeah now they gone
I been putting all this work into every song
Lemme show 'em what I'm really on

They don't really know what I'm on yeah
Work around the clock, yeah, call me a don
Took me six whole years and hundreds of songs
Just to show the whole world
That the boy do belong yeah
I belong i belong
I belong yeah
Write my wrongs write my wrongs
In these songs yeah

Hit the curb while I flip the bird
All these youngins got crazy nerves
Like they deserve without the work
I been schooling y'all since Vinyls' birth
I been absurd like JR in game one
Pay attention to the score
I'm winning, you late, son
And I didn't wanna be the
Guy just to say some
But it's time that you know
That you know that you ain't none
Everyone think they important
And you ain't got the sauce
Just cuz you bought Jordans
And I'mma show you things like
The Ralph to the Laurens
And careful what you do while
The whole world recording
I'mma show em what I'm on
I'mma show em what I'm really, really on
What I'm really, really on yeah

They don't really know what I'm on yeah
Work around the clock, yeah, call me a don
Took me six whole years and hundreds of songs
Just to show the whole world
That the boy do belong look
Yeah

Soon too passing
My idols' trapped inside the cycle
I need diamonds dancing like Michael
I do not care about Bibles
I write my own in mind
And that's the scripture
Who fucking wit' ya
When your mind stay three steps ahead
Like the frame outside the picture
I'mma killer on tracks
And I'm realer than facts
You wanna feature but I'mma charge
It with all the tax
In the galaxy, call me young superstar
Now they all wanna wonder like who we are
Who we are i get the money
I been working out
They gon' say that the boy
Oh he been working out
I been faithful, way before the churches, now
Or who's gonna be the one
Who really hold me down hold me down
Break it down fucking 'round
I stay me and y'all stay clowns
I don't wanna hear nothing bout my sounds
I don't wanna hear nothing bout my sounds

They don't really know what I'm on yeah
Work around the clock, yeah, call me a don
Took me six whole years and hundreds of songs
Just to show the whole world
That the boy do belong yeah
I belong i belong
I belong yeah
Write my wrongs write my wrongs
In these songs yeah