European Rugs Lyrics - Singles - Rickie Jacobs

I turn off the radio 

I turn off the radio 

I payed my dues, did my due diligence 

Rude to the new lyricist, grew like Houston 

I been true to the coacher, I refuze to loose whenever 

New management never had that shit, these Benjamins 

Is waiting for me, just like a magic trick 

When i was eighteen, I used to play devil's advocate 

But back to these Benjamins, is too busy spending 'em 

Alupis is my favorite rapper, Alupis and Eminem 

I think I would symbol them, but at least when I wanna 

Ain;t got yhe album of the year, I'mma keep it with Hannah 

Bang, bang, man, the game is all fucked up now 

I be one you doubt to make you shut the fuck up now 

Look! You could have answered my calls, I get the picture 

It didn't take long to see that we different niggas, but 

Ain't no pick me up, and here, you don't even have to 

So fuck that lift that you put together, that's not the battle 

That's just prank that offense, they ain't even strapped on shit 

It's obvious that we some niggas that love basket 

Aw, aw aw aw, my microphone on, I write the due palm, turn that shit into a song 

Get your bitch out the dom, turn that THOT, that's an upgrade from a dot 

You gon' suck it or not? Goddamit, I kill everybody 

standing 

Niggas is dying inside my city, 

If I ain't run it, then nigga would be 

Living and loving, you got slander for what 

You ain;t living your dreams, you barely making the cut 

This is knowledge in it's final form, ain't no legends 'round me 

They more like dinosaurs, tryna make the final fall 

You still in college, from my first semester to now 

I been polished, you bound it? I highly doubt it 

You ain;t giving your girl the intention 

She hitting Mollie. Now she hitting your wears 

And I'm receiving the sloppy 

But you lack intelligence, ain't even relevant, Kevin Alia 

I started on making copies and made it a helping hobby 

I screamed fuck the radio! 

Fuck the radio! 

Fuck the radio! 

Fuck the radio! 

With a wack attempt for a hook 

It don't (???) 

My niggas get booked, all I gotta do is flush 

To get your girlfriend that look, 

All I gotta do is bless her with some liquor and cush 

Hair blowing in the wind, ride a shotgun 

Test my nigga up, like yo, I got one! 

I've got a chip on my shoulder big as the planet 

Unemployed with a child, but I've been able to manage 

I'm broke as a bitch, I really wanna play Santa 

My nigga got married, I'm fuckin' the wedding planner 

But everything is good, life is great 

I've learned a lot of lessons from my mistakes