K.M. tha Original - The Rush lyrics
rate meJust like you said
It was just like he said
It’s like you said uh
He need deep in the game
Scared to walk straight
He depended on the game
Who should remain unnamed
His past consist of pain
White color whit his and I’m back
From which he came but he came here remained
A soldier in the game for money
Byproducts they cost diamonds and the power
Louder drowning out his conscious
Cause any talker drives to him
Consider to him to be very nonsense
Comets fight just like comments
Dunk and play on hater’s who’s sick
Cause they only ride the bench
Only piss performance
Just like K James he unconscious
Freakishly fit one number’s just like my accountant
I lied the money counting, counted out
For the most parts and now he gotta vend down
With being broke people who was plugged before
Told’em don’t get lost save your money from the dope
But hey, that money feel just like murder
Riding on some shit that you prolly never heard of
Made it killing of the bricks
Buying shit you never purchased
With the gang so he ball on purpose
The rush, yeah the rush
Yeah the rush, such a rush
It’s just like you said
I lied you just like me
It’s just something I couldn’t help but see
So crazy, so deep he tied in the street
The streets got wheels but not free
Tried to go legit but scream out loud that’s not me
So the gamble continues late night meals
For 5 starts menu no worry no rent due
Paid up the whole year…
Bank not the safest place
Keep his money in a safe
Off place just his case
Home invaders get boss
Nothing like having that good
Work with no job
41K in the streets not at all
Downtown shopping knocked them all
Lord, lord when it come in it’s a lot
So anything to feel…
Every single night of the week he’d be balling hard
That money feel just like murder
Riding on some shit that you prolly never heard of
Made it killing of the bricks
Buying shit you never purchased
With the gang so he ball on purpose
The rush, yeah the rush
Yeah the rush, such a rush
It’s just like you said
He moves from out the gutter
With dreams of being rich
Portorican bitch and he put diamonds all on his wrist
He was looking to be a crook but his mama want him legit
And it’s harder for her to argue when he was paying the rent
Couple hundred from product that we was hunting
Made it loud and go hit the lot
And he cup all that he wanted
He was broke used to go inn unnoticed
But name a nigger that’s working
That don’t think they need a bonus
Couple spots he would hustle at
Knocking with the keys
And ain’t now way they could shovel
Money that you can make up in a year
He could double that
It’s all in one day
Grinding Sunday to Sunday
Yo boss now he don’t want that Maybach but about that gun play
What a rush only if you could live it
Every morning when he open his eyes
That’s how he feel it yeah
You get me?
That money feel just like murder
Riding on some shit that you prolly never heard of
Made it killing of the bricks
Buying shit you never purchased
With the gang so he ball on purpose
The rush, yeah the rush
Yeah the rush, such a rush
It’s just like you said