Ro Ransom - Sorry Ms Ransom lyrics

rate me

Man I'm riding, with my new mixtape on the horizon

Sliding, send them in Dominicans it's 5 10

Rise then, ... boy, you caught up in that pricing

Niggas talking down but I do not recognize them

I'm on my lv shit, chewing on a Nutri-Grain

Stomping on these dirty ass rapper till my shooters str ain

You're off track don't come nowhere near my chu-chu train

The day I die will be only way I'll lose the game

Love music, hate yours, Will E Coyote but I never chase birds

They wanna kill a nigga so they can create birds

And cults

But I'm not the one that easily be poached

Easily be approached and either receive a choke

Or a sleeper at least I hope you can see that your team's a joke

If you do it on your own then who the fuck can stop you? Nobody

You cannot imagine all the bullshit I got through

I leave, come back, demand attention like the Rock do

Say fuck my click then trust a bitch is something I will not do

Spit like hot too, sick like ha'chu

Hungry, I am underfed, my pockets need that wonder bread

Opinions are opinions, let me state the facts

Plus my wardrobe is gray n black

Bullshit, I ain't playing jack

I'm 19 and I'm great at rap

So what the fuck you gotta say to that?

Bets can't see me, the best can't beat me

First rapper that ever watched ... weekly

They saying he's the one, I'm apparently him

I'm bringing hope to New York city like I'm Jeremy Lin

Cause I'm a monster on the beat, I'ma dawg without a leash

I make it hot around your block, I make a sauna out the streets

you are wrong if you believe that you are conquering the beast

Pretty girls that’s from the Heights wanna get it on beneath the sheets

Who are you supposed to be, you're getting old

I put beats in a clover, leave submission hoe

Quick assessment, you hoe is weak my bitch is go

I'm global warming, even locally, your shit is cold

I never regretted sayin what I feel

Only shit I shoulda said, coulda said, woulda said

But that does no good, instead, please learn from my mistakes

Life is too short to not take every chance you face

I think I’mma feel like this forever

Forever, forever ever, forever ever

I’m sorry Mrs. Ransom, cause Ms. Ransom don’t exist,

And the reason for that being all I care about is this

Man I swear I’m out this shit, don’t you dare talk about this shit

Disrespect this Harlem world, somebody’s airing out the click

I ain’t tryin to face a casket, I'm tryin to face a bad bitch

Designed to make fashion, tidal wave crashin

All-purpose style, No-bama state accident

Beside no swag, that’s the by the way whack shit

Even if they kick me out, I find a way back in

No time for women cause I’m trying to make a classic

But I see Rihanna in my future y’all

I talk a lot of goals, but I plan to shoot ‘em all

I took a lot of time, I hope I ain’t losing y’all

Ransomnia, the 2012 coup de grâce

Thanks to Peadar Sheep & atomicburrito for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to atomicburrito for correcting these lyrics