"Riot" lyrics
Even if I never made a dollar again
I'm blessed (I'm blessed)
Never stop givin' 'em bops, white 'Pac in the flesh
Oh, yes (Oh, yes)
Shovel rocks on my coffin, call the cops if I'm dead
No stress (No stress)
Hundred thousand fans comin' to cut off your head
Slow death (Slow death)
Most illest singer, both middle fingers, throw 'em in the air
I don't care, 'til I'm a ghost or I'm crippled (Yeah)
I ain't gon' chill, homie, sit down (Sit down)
I am still the biggest, who the bitch now? (Bitch now)
I am independent, you are bitter and pathetic
When it's up, then it's up, then it's up, come and get down
Everywhere I go's a riot
People cryin'
Everywhere you go is silent
Why so quiet?
I show up and it's a riot
They excited
And where you go, ain't nothin' like it
Why so quiet?
Even if I never made a dollar again
I'm blessed (I'm blessed)
Never stop givin' 'em bops, white 'Pac in the flesh
Oh, yes (Oh, yes)
'Til I'm dead, I swear to God I'll do it my way
Grindin' out my life, now every day is Friday
Independent legend, unheard of at my age
Middle finger flippin', got scribbles on my face
I will not go mainstream, dawg, you know I hate pop
I'll be screamin' "Fuck the industry" until my veins pop
That's a fake watch, your whole gang opps, ain't the same, stop
No one knows y'all name, that's why you always gotta namedrop
Most illest singer, both middle fingers, throw 'em in the air
I don't care, 'til I'm a ghost or I'm crippled (Yeah)
I ain't gon' chill, homie, what now? (What now?)
I am still the biggest, sit the fuck down (Fuck down)
I am on the independent Mount Rushmore
You a fuckin' nobody, a legit clown
Everywhere I go's a riot
People cryin'
Everywhere you go is silent
Why so quiet?
I show up and it's a riot
They excited
And where you go, ain't nothin' like it
Why so quiet?
I only do dope shit, so sick
Homie, why you cappin'?
I'm a pop star, rock star
You a never-has-been
I do big things, wrist bling
You don't want this action
Put you six feet deep
That's a underground rapper
Everywhere I go's a riot
People cryin'
Everywhere you go is silent
Why so quiet?
I show up and it's a riot
They excited
And where you go, ain't nothin' like it
Why so quiet?
I'm blessed (I'm blessed)
Never stop givin' 'em bops, white 'Pac in the flesh
Oh, yes (Oh, yes)
Shovel rocks on my coffin, call the cops if I'm dead
No stress (No stress)
Hundred thousand fans comin' to cut off your head
Slow death (Slow death)
Most illest singer, both middle fingers, throw 'em in the air
I don't care, 'til I'm a ghost or I'm crippled (Yeah)
I ain't gon' chill, homie, sit down (Sit down)
I am still the biggest, who the bitch now? (Bitch now)
I am independent, you are bitter and pathetic
When it's up, then it's up, then it's up, come and get down
Everywhere I go's a riot
People cryin'
Everywhere you go is silent
Why so quiet?
I show up and it's a riot
They excited
And where you go, ain't nothin' like it
Why so quiet?
Even if I never made a dollar again
I'm blessed (I'm blessed)
Never stop givin' 'em bops, white 'Pac in the flesh
Oh, yes (Oh, yes)
'Til I'm dead, I swear to God I'll do it my way
Grindin' out my life, now every day is Friday
Independent legend, unheard of at my age
Middle finger flippin', got scribbles on my face
I will not go mainstream, dawg, you know I hate pop
I'll be screamin' "Fuck the industry" until my veins pop
That's a fake watch, your whole gang opps, ain't the same, stop
No one knows y'all name, that's why you always gotta namedrop
Most illest singer, both middle fingers, throw 'em in the air
I don't care, 'til I'm a ghost or I'm crippled (Yeah)
I ain't gon' chill, homie, what now? (What now?)
I am still the biggest, sit the fuck down (Fuck down)
I am on the independent Mount Rushmore
You a fuckin' nobody, a legit clown
Everywhere I go's a riot
People cryin'
Everywhere you go is silent
Why so quiet?
I show up and it's a riot
They excited
And where you go, ain't nothin' like it
Why so quiet?
I only do dope shit, so sick
Homie, why you cappin'?
I'm a pop star, rock star
You a never-has-been
I do big things, wrist bling
You don't want this action
Put you six feet deep
That's a underground rapper
Everywhere I go's a riot
People cryin'
Everywhere you go is silent
Why so quiet?
I show up and it's a riot
They excited
And where you go, ain't nothin' like it
Why so quiet?
Thanks to Hayden Vaniderstine, Gaius315 for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Thomas Macdonald, Nova Paholek
