Reem Da Illist - 2020 Vision
RDI
Yea
Aye
Straight outta Philly
Only got real niggas riding wit' me
Tryna decipher my bars to a milly
So fuck out my face if you really don't feel me
All of these rappers talking bout that
They are the goat
But we know that it's cap
I'm just a youngin never had to trap
But when I step inside the booth
Issa wrap
Speaking the facts
How many niggas you know can loyal
Without all the faking, inventing shit
Fabricating lies
Scared to admit that they wanna be like you
They envy you
And I say fuck all them niggas, yall ridicules
Slithering like a snake
Look what imma do
Incinerate your mixtapes
Nothing that you can do with all your fate
Yuh
I just be throwing and spitting these writtens
That'll make you fumble
Give you sympathy like dropping a rope
Talking bout ghostwriting
No Rapunzel
Look, that was a pun
A double entendre, literal joke
Half of these rappers never want the smoke
I'll pop you for acting stupid
Now you woke
They got me going and going
I won't ever stop
I must obliterate the beat
Murder the beat and shoutout the ones
Who be feeding me all the deceit
That's why I'm so descrete
Don't need no one, only need me
I'm on a King Benny beat
Niggas thinking that everything sweet
I'm gonna make it
I am the greatest
Not of all time
But you betta wait patiently
My lyrically ability is amazingly
Spitting that fire
You know that I'm blazing
Yuh, I got the vision
Lyrically driven
Bitch I'm a plane
But I'm on auto pilot
Corona got me doing shit
That I thought I'd never do, yea
Yea, and I'm just flowing
All in her river, ain't talking no ocean
Telling me that she admire Eminem
Only cuz she know he in my top 10
Aye, 2021 bout to be my year
Cuz I got the area
Fuck all these rappers
That's thinking they better than me
Wit them amateur bars
I'm social distancing
Highly anticipated
Ain't no beef to all of those that be hating
Me and Dir merked yall niggas bout 8 times
From that Butterfly Symphony
Yea I had to show these niggas
To not even test all my limits
Cuz I'm going brazy
I got the trunk in the back
I got the lemonade
Bitch I'm Don Toliver
Imma just hollup and part it real quick
To not get confused
I'm talking about the whip
Lemonade got bitches on my dick
Broke ya mixtape wit one kick
Bet you so amazed wit the talent I got
But they like it
When I rap like this
And the rhyme I switch
And I cock my shit
And these words I git
On the track I dip
But they talking
I call that shit foolery
Because of the way that they walking
I'm fed up wit my enemies
Tryna get me to bleed
To take a plea
A L, no that ain't me
I'm lyrically next to MC's
Inspired by Em, see
That's Slim Shady
But bitch please
Yall cannot compete to me
I swear the way that I'm rapping
It's like I got a degree
Look, you wanna critique me
But half ya mans wanted to meet me
So I'm signing posters off
Progress the feeling, and attacking the mic
These baby wipes
Your raps in the day and night
Punch line, but still you didn't get it
Run this fade you motherfucker
Cuz you claiming that you packing
I'm nerve-racking
But sending packages
While they tracking my lyrics
He tryna catch up like a quarterback
You fucking twat
Flowing like I'm a potion
I'm in the ocean
Similar to a chainsaw or blade cuz I'm flowing
But I'm gonna get the credit for the knowledge
And the time that I spent in the booth
Don't remind me
Uh
This shit is insane
Flowing thru 3 tracks
Know where I came
I'm from that killadelphia, what you mean
None of these niggas loyal, pick a team
All of yall niggas is trash, uh
You never could secure the bag, aye
Why you hating on my raps
When you knowing it's part my ability
I'm wit niggas Mair, Demon
Angel and Mercury bitch
Counting up a couple thousand
Might do a show at Apollo
Ain't talking bout Creed
I'm ready feed yall
Pass me the ball
Call me step curry
How I'm rolling the dice
Always like 3 plus platinum hits
I'm a lion king on ice, yea
I was like fuck rap at one point
I need the motive, no motivation
Thought about quiting
You know I'm joking
It's silly how Instagram believe the stories
I'm tryna paint a picture
For the younger rappers
All the underrated, multi talent spitters
If you wanna sign a deal, forget the labels
And go independent, uh
Real shit
Because this world is full of the schemes
Like Jake Paul
Challenging Floyd in the ring
The good and the evil
Lord of the rings
So get on my level
Cuz you know I'm straight outta Philly
And I'm just a man on a mission
Some niggas might call me the plug
The way that I light up the booth
And the stage and the city
The shit is electric
You hear me
Never wit' the mumble rap
But I will put it to death
Cuz Lyrically, that's my ambition
Feeling like I'm Pac in his prime
Cuz I get around
When they hit me up
I will make a bold decision, yea
Let's go back to 2016
Thinking 'bout my future
Had to get it
Man it's so crazy
I wish I can go to back then
And be chilling without a pandemic
They got me running like twenty one
16 songs, got 5 hits
And I just dropped July two,six
I want yall to come and witness this
Niggas they envy me
Act as a friend, but they frenemies
Man this shit is really killing me
Somebody tell me why my soul is bleeding
Got so many ops
That it's hard to believe it
They stacked to the ceiling
And I'm not negotiating
Tryna get my family out the trenches
I never slack on that paper
They think it's my labor
How I went from rags2riches
So tell me what's poppin homie, lil bro
I cannot stand niggas that be talking
Barking, giving me hate and I'm starving
Eat it like food and I keep on walking, uh
Yea they be saying like
Reem Da Illist tryna be like other rappers
Tryna be lyrical so he relevant
Think he a Prodigy
But cannot top me
If that true
Then I wouldn't had made
Fuck Em All
How the city relate to my message
Tryna twist words against my advantage
It's the off season, no regeting
Close captioning
What the fuck is up wit society
Tryna knock a man, we in poverty
This economy astronomically trippin'
Yea
RDI
Brand new whip just hopping in
Written by:
Karim Whitfield
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