Top Songs By Ruth McKenny
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ruth McKenny
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
King
Songwriter
Peeters
Songwriter
Lyrics
Will-C
So are you serious; getting favour so eligit.
Migos wanna get it to bet it you bust my dealership.
I aint trynna cross you and make you the coloured porcupine.
We be chillin' sippin' on syrup they kinda start to hate
Simple question turns to a story they kinda speculate; cause they see my dreaming; a miracle starts to manifest.
Flying getting beyond my limits to seek on Peter Pan
Getting jiggy with money Marley your locks are kinda great
Simple complements competition meaning the other thang
Street swagg we been down now we are killing this
Clap your hands your fellors are making history so talk a bit
Tell your hoes' to cut draws and talking quadro's
Rockin' La Familia inner city so full of sin
Watch your back and back it then carry Terry he panicking
Kicking you on fire its higher power we conquering
Im going out"We made it "so its a done deal...
All my niggars wanna get into the top so they running to the street swagg like they know me
We aint rich but we living like we are cause we made it to the big game now they want me ...damn
We made it to the top
We made it to the top
We made it to the top
With the big thangs now you want me
Dylan
Enough is enough time to get what ive been after
Suffer nomore them days is gone
We used to be critised and laughed at
My lips wise im hungry for success; stress
Everytime i over turn it when i rap
Shout out to Shaun J who told me that i potray the best gifts of the being best rapper... Yeah
Its in my horms i rise above it
My niggars thought that i will never make it
I' was sitting by everyday by the corridor trying to write rhymes
Telling myself im gonna make it on the BETs winning them Grammys and Oscars; but look at me; killing them best MC's in Zim... Yeah.
If you dont know me then you dont know rap
I be going back to back like thin traits of Tupac
Shout out T-Jones and Rasta Croll
Shaun J yeah we made it...
All my niggars wanna get into the top cause they running to the street swagg like they know me
We aint rich but we living like we are cause we made ut to the big game now they want me... damn
We made it to the top
We made it to the top
We made it to the top
With the big thangs now you want me
Ryan-K
Knock knock; who's there; its Ryan-K
Understand im the man; up in here and since i came the game changed
Im swiching lanes
You can call me Usain Bolt cause im running these tracks
All these girls love me niggar like im pay day
You say you running the new schools i guess its closing day
Life is a B she my KimKay and im Kanye
Man im done with her guess im Ray J
I got Hernesy give it to my enemies
I gotta bigger dreams you can shed them under money trees
As together like Lord please can you remember me
Then the lord blesses me niggar like im bout to sneeze
But honestly man im never scared and never been a fetty say whats on my mind
Im the the renegade but also Ryan-K
Show my enemies love in different ways
Since they praying for my downfall i just make it rain
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