Verse:
Tryin' to hold back from puffin' dro, sitting in the lab like $#&@ it though, I keep my head high when the money's low, besides blood everything come and go, I... know...
I'll die for the day that it's mine for the taking, grind for the paper, no time to be wasted, I drive in the AM and think about the lives that I'm changing, Saying 'Amen'...behavior is wild, he's an atheist preying, but it's too late for saving em now, and I... Know...

Burner @@#!ed back, I've learned a lot, you can't turn the clock back, you stirred the pot, that's when you heard a shot, Blap! I only learned to pop that, when I heard a Pac track.
I've earned my spot, they not a threat, here today could be gone the next, and it's true that anything is possible, so while I'm watching you, you better watch yo' step.
No options left, So I'm going for necks/next, sick of being broke, so I'm going for bread, but I'm close to the edge now, $#&@ if they play hard, I'm under they radar and over they heads...


HOOK:
I ain't really tryin' to play with y'all, if you talking and my name's involved then quit frontin', 'cause I ain't been one to take a loss, if I did I just shake it off like it's nothing (it's nothin')

(J-Rome) Ain't %#@!, I'm under they radar and over they head...

VERSE 2:

Tryin' to hold back from letting go, cats in my corner won't let me though, my, my people let me know, if it's on they got me and expect equal, I... know...
I live for that moment, get in the zone when I'm seeking the chips, only reason I spit's to get what I owe em', I'ma keep it legit, my, my, my...
My people hold me down, they seen me hit my lows, both feet stay on the ground, they keep me on my toes...

Never call off, I'ma get the town buzzin', I ever fall off I'ma hit the ground running,
I'ma put it down, won't sit around buggin', if you need a fix you can get it now cousin'...
I'ma plead the 5th, what you suppose to do, lie through ya teeth when you know the rules, my purpose; to earn paper coaching you, what I've learned is the term 'hate' is overused, go for the throat so I'm going for necks, sick of being broke so I'm going for bread, but I'm close to the edge now $#&@ if they play hard, I'm under they radar, and over they heads....


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Verse 3:
Tryin' to hold back from losin' it, the way I act, the way I move is slick, I live what I rap I've proven it, they listen to my tracks like 'Who is this?"...
and they know, my halo, it only shows when, my pay roll is straight but it ain't though, if I stay broke they'll be broken...

So now they packin' huh? they act like I'm impressed, I've never been the one, to make no idol threats, $#&@ with my pay lay ya head back down, nothin' in my way no set backs now, any loss you hand me, I just up the ante, see they thought they had me til I crept back 'round, I...
I got a hard head, and even harder dick, when I'm with a chick, or when I'm counting chips, or when I'm in the whip bumping our %#@!...
Go for the throat, so I'm going for necks, sick of being broke so I'm going for bread, but I'm close to the edge now, $#&@ if they play hard, I'm under they radar and over they heads...


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Bridge:
Under they radar and over they heads, Under they radar and over they heads, Under they radar and over they heads, over, over they heads, over, over they heads...


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