PFV - Supernova lyrics
[PFV - Supernova lyrics]
Yeah you're not sharing money
Why you greedy with it?
Never been the type to really need much
All-black skinnies with the pistol in 'em
Try to do me dirty
Hollow tips'll get you cleaned up
Never been too hard for me to keep a rhythm
Sticking to the plan and you just
Switching for some weak luck
I don't need the screen for
Me to tell a vision
Funny that you always talking down
But never keep up
Always be an artist, keep it real
I never trace
Never in the studio just looking for the bank
Circle real small making sure
That I'm in shape
Leave you blindsided like I hit
You from the flank
Thinking that you're hit but
In reality you waste
Laying real low, got you moving like a snake
Switching up for people just to
Make a little change everything you do
I know a passion can replace
Whole game just full of some foolishness
Worried 'bout ends not conclusiveness
Producing all sounds when you're new to this
Sampling peers is so lucrative
Money don't mean you're successful
I always thought art was intuitive
Sales don't equate to impressive
Y'all run from the bars like some fugitives
There's a whole new era, no 50 cap
Steal your whole style, try to give it back
Internet thugs wanna shoot a shot
But running for they lives when it isn't rap
Coming for the cheese, I guess it's a rat
Y'all just need to leave
'fore you get attached
Forcing me to squeeze till the trigger snaps
I come out to war with it all attack
Don't want you to breathe on a fucking track
And this ain't for a meme
When I fucking snap
Too OG to scream when I come attack
Make sure I got the screen
When I throw the pass
I'm coming for the team
Ain't no holding back
M16 with the shoulder strap
Y'all just wanna dream and I hold it back
I'm sticking to the team, where the focus at
Y'all wanna hear a dweeb, go listen to Dax
So focused on the greed that the art sucks
You goin' for the streams
But you won't adapt
A supernova couldn't leave me starstruck
Why you greedy with it?
Never been the type to really need much
All-black skinnies with the pistol in 'em
Try to do me dirty
Hollow tips'll get you cleaned up
Never been too hard for me to keep a rhythm
Sticking to the plan and you just
Switching for some weak luck
I don't need the screen for
Me to tell a vision
Funny that you always talking down
But never keep up
Always be an artist, keep it real
I never trace
Never in the studio just looking for the bank
Circle real small making sure
That I'm in shape
Leave you blindsided like I hit
You from the flank
Thinking that you're hit but
In reality you waste
Laying real low, got you moving like a snake
Switching up for people just to
Make a little change everything you do
I know a passion can replace
Whole game just full of some foolishness
Worried 'bout ends not conclusiveness
Producing all sounds when you're new to this
Sampling peers is so lucrative
Money don't mean you're successful
I always thought art was intuitive
Sales don't equate to impressive
Y'all run from the bars like some fugitives
There's a whole new era, no 50 cap
Steal your whole style, try to give it back
Internet thugs wanna shoot a shot
But running for they lives when it isn't rap
Coming for the cheese, I guess it's a rat
Y'all just need to leave
'fore you get attached
Forcing me to squeeze till the trigger snaps
I come out to war with it all attack
Don't want you to breathe on a fucking track
And this ain't for a meme
When I fucking snap
Too OG to scream when I come attack
Make sure I got the screen
When I throw the pass
I'm coming for the team
Ain't no holding back
M16 with the shoulder strap
Y'all just wanna dream and I hold it back
I'm sticking to the team, where the focus at
Y'all wanna hear a dweeb, go listen to Dax
So focused on the greed that the art sucks
You goin' for the streams
But you won't adapt
A supernova couldn't leave me starstruck