Текст песни AIN'T DONE YET (feat. Dropout Kings) - Jrumma , Dropout Kings

Lot of pain, but I've seen a lot of gains
Why they sleeping on me this is not a dream?
Started buzzing as a youngin' I don't gotta drink
I'll never change from the cradle to the mausoleum
I don't want nobody trying to tell me how to run shit
It ain't hard to find me but I'm not the one to fuck with
I keep making moves while these bitches make assumptions

I ain't done yet
I ain't done yet

Every artist that dissed me once told me I'm the greatest (facts)
These rappers going through phases
Why these locals acting like A-list?
Let's get it
Been a long time coming, I was only 13 spent a long time drumming
Then I opened up for Joyner and along came Jrumma
Spit with a Tech N9ne just over the summer
All these record labels trying to pull a Jess Dunham
White man talking through these artists like a puppet
Fuck it
Guess I gotta keep it independent
Life's short, can't nobody tell me how to live it
I don't really fuck with my local scene because
I don't really trust anyone but me
Let em' talk cause I'm everything they hope to be
While they walk on a boulevard of broken dreams
I done wrote disses on all of these bitches I'm proud of myself for not putting them out
All of em' wishing I'd give em' attention but why in the fuck would I hand em' my clout?
Going right back to my bullshit with these fast raps and these sad songs
Waiting for the day I can say that "I finally made it" when Dad calls
I've shared the stage with my idols, almost took my life in those same nights
Shit ain't right
Same demons
Different day
Same fight
So pardon me when I feel myself
Bask in the glory I've built myself
Y'all probably wishing I'd kill myself
Fuck em' I ain't done yet

Lot of pain, but I've seen a lot of gains
Why they sleeping on me this is not a dream?
Started buzzing as a youngin' I don't gotta drink
I'll never change from the cradle to the mausoleum
I don't want nobody trying to tell me how to run shit
It ain't hard to find me but I'm not the one to fuck with
I keep making moves while these bitches make assumptions

I ain't done yet
I ain't done yet

Bounce right back like basketball before I'm done wit it
Not dumb witted but I'm liable to go dumb wit' it
Thick skin you too frail
Now my name it rings big bells
Poppin off like a automatic with the Cloyster I got big shells
And I spit fire like Flareon and my thicc ting she super hot
Hit the gas like I'm transporter baby tryna hop inside the coup or not?
I been killin the game like shinobi, I'm always runnin it up like I'm Yoshi
See I am legend my nigga that's Will smith
I ain't poppin no pills I just peel shit, that's real shit

We in that cool whip
Master chief with a full clip
Hella haters
I don't trip I annihilate em
Hell spawn ima violate em

Let me bring it all back right quick
Baby you know that I rap like this
Smokin the pack and I act like this
Oh my God!
Trap metal king
Tell em to kneel and kiss on the ring
Stretch limousine
Hop out the car with the drip on the scene
Nobody stopping us
Why do you think they all copy us
Best out of seven we send em to heaven and kill like a snake on the day that we met em

Lot of pain, but I've seen a lot of gains
Why they sleeping on me this is not a dream?
Started buzzing as a youngin' I don't gotta drink
I'll never change from the cradle to the mausoleum
I don't want nobody trying to tell me how to run shit
It ain't hard to find me but I'm not the one to fuck with
I keep making moves while these bitches make assumptions

I ain't done yet
I ain't done yet