Wale, Tre of UCB - Rhyme N Reason lyrics
Wale [Olubowale Victor Akintimehin] Washington, D.C., U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wale, Tre of UCB - Rhyme N Reason lyrics]
See it's sorta like the beat cryin'
Better it than me cryin', keep quiet
The red head step-son of the industry
I'm in, rap fans meet Ron Howard
Far from an Opie
Mind like the sword of Shinobi
But a 9th rappers can't clone me
A little more Talib less Jay-Z
A little less Nasir more AZ
A little more Consequence than Kanye
The underdog from the underground, Wale
You don't know about the box
That they put me in
Sank a pair of sins every
Time they say my name
You see I seen the lane, that I had to take
Underground nigga, pop fan base
Stop that saying, I ain't cop out man
I'm Hip-Hop still, I do pop champagne
Still holla at the broads who the fattest
Get over on the broads who
In awe of my status force is a habit
Jaws to the floor when I'm rappin'
Now I got support from the masses
Of course when there's capital
The haters come after
That's why the court's cryin'
And I'm laughin' they gonna keep blogin'
I am and not chattin'
Think Barack got it bad, try bein' a rapper
Ya dig?
If you know what was goin' through my mind
You would understand
Maybe there's gruel to help you
Feel what I'm sayin'
Maybe you get the reason for my rhyme
And in love of my fans and I do what I do
The rest is out of my hands
And I don't care what they
Say cause it's my time
So pressure busts pipes
In that regard this is Mario 5
The product from DC delivered to y'all
Difficult odds never seemed to hard
When in tune with my God I see no problem
Though I understand the views of a Solange
Shit, see this pressure I'm used to
Signed to a Grammy producer
When Rhymefest dropped and the
Magazines loved him
Hip-hop talk but the fans ain't budge
So I feel a little pressure
For me to do better
To be more pillar, spend a G on a sweater
Double my effort, that's why I go harder
Investin' my energy to be a bigger artist
It's hard to get shine when your city so dark
Not to mention got the same
Manager as Sean Carter
Shit, how the hell I'm gonna top that?
Lookin' at this contract like aww shit
I sign ROC Nation anyways
And told Minili I foresee a
Lot of better days
And told Rich to believe in it everyday
As me and Dan try to keep the same energy
The price of fame no it isn't cheap
I swear the industry don't
Even know the industry
If you know what was goin' through my mind
You would understand
Maybe there's gruel to help you
Feel what I'm sayin'
Maybe you get the reason for my rhyme
And in love of my fans and I do what I do
The rest is out of my hands
And I don't care what they
Say cause it's my time
Better it than me cryin', keep quiet
The red head step-son of the industry
I'm in, rap fans meet Ron Howard
Far from an Opie
Mind like the sword of Shinobi
But a 9th rappers can't clone me
A little more Talib less Jay-Z
A little less Nasir more AZ
A little more Consequence than Kanye
The underdog from the underground, Wale
You don't know about the box
That they put me in
Sank a pair of sins every
Time they say my name
You see I seen the lane, that I had to take
Underground nigga, pop fan base
Stop that saying, I ain't cop out man
I'm Hip-Hop still, I do pop champagne
Still holla at the broads who the fattest
Get over on the broads who
In awe of my status force is a habit
Jaws to the floor when I'm rappin'
Now I got support from the masses
Of course when there's capital
The haters come after
That's why the court's cryin'
And I'm laughin' they gonna keep blogin'
I am and not chattin'
Think Barack got it bad, try bein' a rapper
Ya dig?
If you know what was goin' through my mind
You would understand
Maybe there's gruel to help you
Feel what I'm sayin'
Maybe you get the reason for my rhyme
And in love of my fans and I do what I do
The rest is out of my hands
And I don't care what they
Say cause it's my time
So pressure busts pipes
In that regard this is Mario 5
The product from DC delivered to y'all
Difficult odds never seemed to hard
When in tune with my God I see no problem
Though I understand the views of a Solange
Shit, see this pressure I'm used to
Signed to a Grammy producer
When Rhymefest dropped and the
Magazines loved him
Hip-hop talk but the fans ain't budge
So I feel a little pressure
For me to do better
To be more pillar, spend a G on a sweater
Double my effort, that's why I go harder
Investin' my energy to be a bigger artist
It's hard to get shine when your city so dark
Not to mention got the same
Manager as Sean Carter
Shit, how the hell I'm gonna top that?
Lookin' at this contract like aww shit
I sign ROC Nation anyways
And told Minili I foresee a
Lot of better days
And told Rich to believe in it everyday
As me and Dan try to keep the same energy
The price of fame no it isn't cheap
I swear the industry don't
Even know the industry
If you know what was goin' through my mind
You would understand
Maybe there's gruel to help you
Feel what I'm sayin'
Maybe you get the reason for my rhyme
And in love of my fans and I do what I do
The rest is out of my hands
And I don't care what they
Say cause it's my time