Wicked Ways
Lyrics
My rhymes are fire
I make people admire what I do
This is just a reminder I don't desire to be fooled
By the music industry this is my imagery
I make your head shake
I don't need no sympathy I have my own dignity
My music are real while your music are fake
I craft my music differently without negativity
So don't you hate on me for god sake
I like my beat old school while I sing on slower pace
I keep it real I don't have any wicked ways
Making music is my passion I don't need main attraction
To feel satisfaction my music never fade
My music will keep you stay wide awake
I keep it old school I make your head shake
This is real music in the make
I'm on new level this is high grade
Can't describe the feeling when the beat played
Like a fire I feel it burning in my heartbeat
I hope the feeling stay forever I hope the feeling stayed
I feel so happy like I never been afraid
This is some next level like upgrade
I finally found my passion now I'm getting paid
I be spitting fire on the mic for one minute straight
I never stop eating I become heavyweight
My music will get you to the space
Hundred plays this is just the start can you relate
You haven't seen anything so wait
Don't you hate on me when I come on the first place
I be like the stock so high when they open the market place
Just to let you know for the money I don't chase
Making music is my passion these days
Like a cigarette this beat will be blazed
So just remember this phrase I keep it real
I don't have any wicked ways
Writer(s): Waleed Alruwaili
Copyright(s): Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid
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