ScribeCash

ScribeCash - Get On My Level lyrics

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[Intro:]

Scribe Cash!

It’s gonna be your favorite song!

You ain’t ready for the kid who can write all these hits

Killing it and she looks like fire!

They are messing with the chick, probably adding up the chips

Cause a banker can’t just spit fire

It wasn’t ready for the takeover seats,

Spitting is easy, scrubbing is easy, please believe me!

I’m, I’m the beater, wanna beat up the block

Eat up the clock, and I keep the shots and diamonds and rocks

Cause... I’mma kill this, and resurrect the beat, make you feel this

From the time I spend in the building.

Didn’t know what hit you cause ...

Made a million dollars on a ... building

They say they’re ready for the platinum and gold

Cashing the flow, but they don’t really catching me, though

Don’t deny these suckers can’t ride my beat

Vibe with me, I’m the eponymy of a masterpiece!

Hook:

I try to tell these people, “get on my level!”

Get, get, get on my level!

These haters wanna hate? Better get on my level

Get, get, get on my level!

When I’m making all the speaking, better get on my level

Get, get, get on my level!

Cause this level is ... better get on my level

Yeah, yeah, yeah, get on my level!

Baby, please!

You don't pull up to the club like that

You don't get paid for walking in and out like that

Baby, please!

You don't go off on that new track

You ain't got no fans; shows don't get packed, no!

All you can do is blame yourself,

Album platinum sitting on the same old shelf

You can keep cutting racks, but that ain’t gonna sell

And your ain’t homies told it’s a shame,...

Better get on my level!

Hook:

I try to tell these people, “get on my level!”

Get, get, get on my level!

These haters wanna hate? Better get on my level

Get, get, get on my level!

When I’m making all the speaking, better get on my level

Get, get, get on my level!

Cause this level is ... better get on my level

Yeah, yeah, yeah, get on my level!

And if my shoes is pastry, just know you can’t taste me,

Ain’t no other chick got the cookie like this

Ain’t no other kid, drop push you like this

Did it without a label, ain’t gotta sell a script

This is unwritten, unbitten, unstoppable

Messing with these rappers, think I’m preaching the Gospel

This is impossible, making the rockable,

Call me impossible, call me a .. cause I’m murdering obstacles.

And they wanna show on top of the game

On top of the fame, but now they know a face on the name

Acting like you would see from the get go

No new friends, you know the...

Plus you run the West Coast and everything in between

The young rebel run, you are now you

You should know me, you should show me

You can’t even step to beat the old me!

Hook:

I try to tell these people, “get on my level!”

Get, get, get on my level!

These haters wanna hate? Better get on my level

Get, get, get on my level!

When I’m making all the speaking, better get on my level

Get, get, get on my level!

Cause this level is ... better get on my level

Yeah, yeah, yeah, get on my level!

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