Nolan Ryan

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I don't mean to be greedy or steal your moment
 But sometimes I just got to rap circles around motherfuckers
 It's Hoodie Baby!
 Okay I don't really mean to be superficial
 Don't wanna talk about the women and the money I got
 But getting beautiful women is not the issue
 'Cause the women only coming when the money is hot
 I'd rather be living my dreams than be living a lie
 Homie everywhere you going you be killing the vibe
 It's like you walk in the room and the people get quiet
 We ain't talking 'bout you we just wanna be private
 My shit's fly like a personal jet, I'm earning respect from every single person I met
 You always looking in the mirror, you should learn to reflect
 You old news, all we rap about it is current events
 So if you started having doubts about your relevance
 Change your name to my name for the hell of it
 So you can reap the benefits of being fucking jealous
 I'm the only one in the damn room like an elephant
 Haha, everyone else is quiet
 You understand?
 Let's go
 Tell me I'm fire, I'm better than that
 Say I'm a liar, I never been that
 Homie keep trying
 Your wallet is on a permanent diet, it's never been fat
 That shit is science
 My shit apply every to motherfucker out there who try
 You should retire
 Blame it on Tommy, and cry to your mommy, you never been fly
 Rappers pretending it's all black and white
 But I ain't got time for that clean shit
 Oh, you'd rather be James Dean?
 I'd rather be me bitch
 I'm just being honest
 You don't usually wear those big ass glasses
 The Internet's forever
 I'm talking this and that, this and that
 Identical twins, homie, that's a sister act
 You like riff and raff, but that's piss and trash
 I'm at the top of the game like aristocrats
 Got a vision and I'm gonna finish it
 Watch all these haters go beg for their innocence
 You talking shit there will be no forgiveness
 Writing in permanent ink on the Internet
 Swallow your words never assume
 People keep talking 'cause that's what they do
 As long as they talking 'bout me and not talking 'bout you
 Let's let the talking resume
 Let's just assume you jealous of me, though
 No necesito amigos, I'm all on my own like a free throw
 'Bout to make white girl money with burritos
 (Shouts to Chipotle, shouts to Chipotle)
 Shit's so hot that you got to rewind it
 New York City's finest on the diamond
 I'm Nolan Ryan when I wind up
 You strike out, and I'm making hits without even trying
 There's no denying, I'm making noise like a siren
 Every hungry motherfucker want a little piece
 Fall back homie when I kill it on the beat
 Got a shorty in the west and wifey in the east
 Bitches just visit me after my shows
 All of their clothes go invisibly, just like a cloak
 Homie you're talking that wizardry
 Best rapper out there, I mean that shit literally
 (Let me finish)
 You got Costco raps, I'm a commodity
 These people buy my songs, wear my clothes
 Come to shows, go online, and follow me
 That's first team, bitch
 Hoodie
 

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Duration
02:24
Key
11
Tempo
148 BPM

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