paroles de chanson Simmering (Intro) - Chow Mane

I′m tryna
Help my momma buy a house off of this rap shit
A year ago, I never dreamt that this could happen
I was makin' beats back in middle school that were slappin′
Since I was like twelve, I knew these bars could hold 'em captive, I
Gotta thank my fans, y'all hella active
If I sign that deal, I guarantee that I′m goin′ platinum
I made a plan, and I'm puttin′ it into action
Workin' hard is a habit, I don′t see no distractions
And fuck Asian, I'm the best rapper out period
I feel like TIP back in ′01
Go 'head and tell 'em I′m serious (Aye)
Back on my first tape, I talked about my experience
They tried to put me out in a box because I′m proud of my heritage
I was
Shinin' light on my people like Konvict
Sick yellow boy, I got jaundice
No one on my level and that′s honest
All independent and look at what I accomplished
Aye, couple racks for a guest verse
Before you get that acapella, need the check first
Brand new chain and I'ma wear it until my neck hurt
If you needa make a hit, then I′m a expert
I was in eighth grade with a notebook
I thought I was Wayne, writin' punchlines with a dope hook (Aye)
Teacher went and took it, I told her "Don′t look!"
Saw me writing 'bout gettin' some head
And she was so shook (Haha)
But now it′s really, really real
My verses and my royalties payin′ for all my bills
Offers comin' in, but I ain′t tryna sign a deal
Unless we talking 'bout the mil-mil-mil-mil-mils
FNN FNN FNN
Whole team based in the Bay like Black Ken
My dogs workin′, we got money comin' in
And that′s self evident
No we don't gotta pretend
Uh, yeah
And god damn, y'all some dorks
I go beast like a fuckin′ Animorph
Look, I dropped ′Chinatown' on some rap shit
′Mooncakes' was a classic
′Dumplings' showed you my acting
And ′ABG' was immaculate
What other independent rapper get a check from some investors
For like five racks to make a video just for the culture?
Who else make the beats slap and still can flow like me?
Get booked overseas and then sell out a show like me?
When I was rappin' ten years ago, man I was so lowkey
Now it′s people that used to hate me say they all know me
Aye, yeah
And my flow is what December bring
But I been heatin′ up for years and now I'm simmering
Sauce in a pot, and I′m shinin' so much I′m glistening
Thank you for the love, wouldn't be here without y′all listening
Paralyzed