MVP (feat. Veigh)
Ryu, the Runner
MVP (feat. Veigh)
I was missing a dude like me, here I am
Look at me, the new MVP
They said I'm superficial and only care about myself
Stacking, stacking, if I die, I’ll bury the cash with me (Whoa)
After I showed up, I noticed, they steal the adlibs
Copies are fine, I don’t care, the money’s rolling in (Whoa)
Someone, please, get that ugly dude's dreads outta here
Fifty metaphors in the sound, it ain't like that on the street (Whoa)
Gold on me, I make money, oh yes I do
I had nothing, let me show off, look at this
I’ll never be broke again, 'cause I can guarantee
I know exactly what I’m doing, don’t come suggest to me
My contract’s like a player’s, I doubt I’ll fall
Like, I only trust three, I’ve never betrayed
The crew rolls through like a tank
Haters don’t wanna see my face, either kill yourself or lock up (Uh)
It’s the law, month by month, it’s the law
At least thirty grand or more
I step on the devil’s face (Step, step, step)
Scoring points, Jesus has more swag, ah
I was missing a dude like me, here I am
Look at me, the new MVP
They said I'm superficial and only care about myself
Stacking, stacking, if I die, I’ll bury the cash with me
Whoa (Ahn, ahn), it’s not that it’s expensive, it’s you who makes little
Just missing barking in the yard to save on a dog
I make money playing around, I run the whole game
100K on a Rolex, who said I can’t buy time?
(Cash, cash, cash, cash) Cross chain with diamonds
My religion is money (From the buildings, baby)
Oh, another car, another model (Oh, oh, oh)
Haters talk trash, my name rises, everything has a price (Yeah)
Everything has a price
I can’t stand it, but I thank you (Ahn)
'Cause the songs he drops sound the same
Of course, he’s versatile, copying the whole scene (Ah, ah)
I won’t fall for the trap of making easy cash
The only platform I click is PayPal, bitch
In the beginning, it was a hustle, in the end, clean money
The only little tiger I like is the one from the cereal
Wanna be my dancer? Just send your resume
I won’t claim you if you have a best friend
I won’t claim you if you listen to Drake
I was in Bape, matching with a Gascan cap
Promote little tiger, so gangster he even robs the fan (Huh)
I’m not in that scene, my money’s blessed
They’re talking shit about me on Twitter (Ahn, ah)
I close the app, keep getting rich, huh?
I owe you nothing, I just do, don’t explain
Good thing I showed up, 'cause
I was missing a dude like me, here I am
Look at me, the new MVP
They said I'm superficial and only care about myself
Stacking, stacking, if I die, I’ll bury the cash with me (Whoa)