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9th Wonder

Genres: Hip-Hop

Stop Rapping Lyrics - 9th Wonder

Look up in the sky, where you'd rather be 

Lie to yourself, you can't lie to me 

You see lights, camera and action 

Everything ain't for everyone, son, stop rapping 

Look up in the sky, where you'd rather be 

Lie to yourself, you can't lie to me 

I see true careers collapsing 

Everything ain't for everyone, son, stop rapping 

Damn, you make it look so easy 

For me to get paid, but this shit crazy 

I've been at it for five joints 

And I still ain't make a profit or pocket one point 

I paid for my trip to the UK 

Even spent more than the grip in two days 

I figured, ay, if I'mma blow right now 

Then I'mma go right now, my dough low right now 

But it'll, loosen up as I'm moving up the charts 

But the only charts I see is a bus 

My money feel cold like crush 

But me and my niggas hot so I know it ain't us 

We the shit and we ain't even sell a record yet 

Every nigga on the block saying son a vet 

 

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So you can now neither 

Come forward or say "son, I ain't gonna blow, and I know it" 

I can't show it 

I should have kept my nine to five 

But hip hop had me believing that I should try 

Gucci, Louis, Louis, Gucci 

Niggas kill me when they say they making movies 

You're no Bruce Lee 

Return of the dragon, enter the dragon 

Enter the stage, y'all can imagine 

It's no beauty pageant, you don't get picked 

You put in work, and then they love you cause you didn't quit 

You don't make movies, you make skits 

For little tricks in your neighborhood, then you disappear quick 

David Blaine, you can save the blame, for yourself 

Cause you fucked up, boy, no one else 

Telling yourself, yeah, we on tour 

When you been around the world in your bullshit Honda Accord 

Ops, a minivan, do you get any fans? 

Say you the best, not yet, change of plans 

Go get another career 

Cause hip hop is like a ball head, for you it's not here 

 

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