Ro Ransom - Yamato lyrics

rate me

Throw dirt on my name

I just how you say it with your chest

Say whatever the fuck you want

As long as you say that I’m the best

You can say that I’m depressed like it’s sad

When I see the game it’s all bad

We ain’t the same I get mad

When I see these lames but I’m back

No rest and a half of ...

Know all my exes front, pride and jealousy

Hate if you’re gonna hate me

Just know you can’t erase me

And one day you’ll have to face me

Baby, I dresh lavishly, some shit you have to see

I got savage teeth, y’all from average street

Live from legend lane, the first month the blessing came

93 he was born, the city was never the same

Self made nigga, fuck the public

Buy a lot of shit and thing nothing of it

Police men rappers always copin something

You want a verse from ro then get your budgets up

And think it over

Cause I fuck around and flat around one of you bitch made ass rappers

No, I don’t pop molly, but I pop tags

I don’t leave the boutique unless I got bags

Check my stripes, you fuckin with a real g

Man I had to quit the lean cause that shit almost killed me

New york, new york, wassup nigga, we started this

I got diamond skin, nigga who hard as this

Corner the market, it’s marvelous

Call it quicks I’m on some marshall, pac, lil wayne, sean con and shit

We just got a weather to storm

Do you know what it’s like to look in the mirror and wish you never was born

Then turn around and pain these thoughts in all these cleverous forms

Then go in the booth and lay the vocals with some eloquent charm

Y’all still ain’t catch up compared with my old shit

I don’t drop brand names, I’m wearin my own shit

So when you hear old problem, you scared but you won’t admit

It’s like everyone around is dead but they don’t exist

Not to me at least

Haven’t I been good to you? No

Tell me now, haven’t I been sweet to you? No

Coyote trigger mode

Let these niggas know that I am in a different zone

It’s dark in here I live alone

Teenage me was young and broke

I’m on the road to rich and grown

We got the jazz like a john stunting district malone

I have my light years, I was just fight fair

Keep sleepin on me, I’m a nightmare

Afraid to look back, they know I’m right there

I’ve got glacier blood, I shed ice tears

Roll a thunderstorm bitch, you like a light shower

You smuther me, to reach you it’s 90 flights downwards

I’m tall as dwight howard, standing on the eifel tower

And my bitch is white as powder

Junior pay to fight the power

Fuck the rap game, you can’t touch me

You wish you could though, you sam dusky

Just know that you can’t trust me

The plan’s lovely, as long as my fans love me

I keep droppin this godly shit y’all demand from me.