"After The Party" lyrics
Damn, it's been a minute (Uh)
It turned me to a cynic
And you would feel it by now if you were pushed to your limit
I'm stressed
And I got so many things to address
And to get some shit off my chest (Yeah)
Better get this to the press (Okay)
I made you spell my name, Gibby made you wear that chain
MC God and MC Wasian gave you hits for days (Uh-huh)
MC Kudge couldn't get bitches even with that fame, man (Nah)
Man, all these good times, but I feel disdain (What?)
'Cause I was 16 when I said shit that I shouldn't of said
Writing the worst thing off the top of my head
Was just tryna make all you laugh, I wasn't tryna offend (Uh, yeah)
But I'm sorry for all the drama and the damage that spread (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I was 16, who knew samples had 'em come for my head
Writing on type beats only a foot from my bed (Yeah)
Now I'm questionin' all my morals (What?), pushin' away my friends (What?)
Had to change a bunch of songs, a lot of our fans fled (Damn)
Now I'm 21, probably 22 when you hear this (Okay)
Feeling the repercussions, where the fuck is my endearment? (What, what, what?)
Song takedown, after takedown, after takedown, after takedown
Only UFC champions got shit on what I face now
Checkin' in on my back accounts (Okay)
Haters been causing many doubts (Okay)
Fans feelin' these heavy droughts (Okay)
Know what I'm really thinking 'bout? Huh
During the party, man, I should've thought and tried to expect
That all the shit after the party was next
After the party, ayy
After the party, uh
After the party, man, I should've thought and tried to expect
That all the shit after the party was next, damn
After the party, ayy
After the party, uh
After the party, man, I should've thought and tried to expect
That all the shit after the—, nah fuck that
How many records 'til I'm gonna get my bucks back?
Virgins on the come back, man, look at where my lucks at
I can't write a verse with all these people on my nutsack
Not talkin' 'bout some internet rap, they askin' what's that?
So what now? Two years straight, they was sayin' we on the come down
Two years, wait, they was pausin' all of our funds how?
When this shit drops, guarantee that they gonna come 'round
Used to play "Bumpin'," but they got the album to bump now
Back then, I was tryna make bread
Back then, dumb songs and lyrics, we made amends
Nowadays Gibby's got a Tes', Kudge got a Benz
And we still ain't serious, you heard what I said
Man, you heard how the words in my verse switched since our first shit
Rather change up on 'em than close the curtains
I'm certain we gon' make it back to two milly
Me and Gibby banned from two cities
They were sold out
Now fans sayin' that we sold out
Nothing changed since we recorded at Prophet's old house
2025, they thinkin' we chasing old clout
But we on some new shit that they don't even know 'bout
Yeah, we already know what's next, that's just the effect
Of the band and the fans, Prophet, what'd you expect?
Damn, after the party, man, I thought that there was nothing else left
Then I saw the after party was next
After the party, ayy
After the party, uh
After the party, man, I thought that there was nothing else left
Then I saw the after party was next, damn
After the party, ayy
After the party, uh
After the party, man, I thought that there was nothing else left
Then I saw the after party was next, damn
After the party
It turned me to a cynic
And you would feel it by now if you were pushed to your limit
I'm stressed
And I got so many things to address
And to get some shit off my chest (Yeah)
Better get this to the press (Okay)
I made you spell my name, Gibby made you wear that chain
MC God and MC Wasian gave you hits for days (Uh-huh)
MC Kudge couldn't get bitches even with that fame, man (Nah)
Man, all these good times, but I feel disdain (What?)
'Cause I was 16 when I said shit that I shouldn't of said
Writing the worst thing off the top of my head
Was just tryna make all you laugh, I wasn't tryna offend (Uh, yeah)
But I'm sorry for all the drama and the damage that spread (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I was 16, who knew samples had 'em come for my head
Writing on type beats only a foot from my bed (Yeah)
Now I'm questionin' all my morals (What?), pushin' away my friends (What?)
Had to change a bunch of songs, a lot of our fans fled (Damn)
Now I'm 21, probably 22 when you hear this (Okay)
Feeling the repercussions, where the fuck is my endearment? (What, what, what?)
Song takedown, after takedown, after takedown, after takedown
Only UFC champions got shit on what I face now
Checkin' in on my back accounts (Okay)
Haters been causing many doubts (Okay)
Fans feelin' these heavy droughts (Okay)
Know what I'm really thinking 'bout? Huh
During the party, man, I should've thought and tried to expect
That all the shit after the party was next
After the party, ayy
After the party, uh
After the party, man, I should've thought and tried to expect
That all the shit after the party was next, damn
After the party, ayy
After the party, uh
After the party, man, I should've thought and tried to expect
That all the shit after the—, nah fuck that
How many records 'til I'm gonna get my bucks back?
Virgins on the come back, man, look at where my lucks at
I can't write a verse with all these people on my nutsack
Not talkin' 'bout some internet rap, they askin' what's that?
So what now? Two years straight, they was sayin' we on the come down
Two years, wait, they was pausin' all of our funds how?
When this shit drops, guarantee that they gonna come 'round
Used to play "Bumpin'," but they got the album to bump now
Back then, I was tryna make bread
Back then, dumb songs and lyrics, we made amends
Nowadays Gibby's got a Tes', Kudge got a Benz
And we still ain't serious, you heard what I said
Man, you heard how the words in my verse switched since our first shit
Rather change up on 'em than close the curtains
I'm certain we gon' make it back to two milly
Me and Gibby banned from two cities
They were sold out
Now fans sayin' that we sold out
Nothing changed since we recorded at Prophet's old house
2025, they thinkin' we chasing old clout
But we on some new shit that they don't even know 'bout
Yeah, we already know what's next, that's just the effect
Of the band and the fans, Prophet, what'd you expect?
Damn, after the party, man, I thought that there was nothing else left
Then I saw the after party was next
After the party, ayy
After the party, uh
After the party, man, I thought that there was nothing else left
Then I saw the after party was next, damn
After the party, ayy
After the party, uh
After the party, man, I thought that there was nothing else left
Then I saw the after party was next, damn
After the party
