Kids – Rich Brian (Video + Lirik)

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    Ayy, uh
    I’m puttin’ numbers on the board and blowin’ more digits
    I haven’t started, man, these are just the before pictures
    Shout out my parents, my mother gave birth to four winners
    All of the players in the game, it’s always cold benches
    Been in the studio, I forgot how to sleep
    Not tryna make an album they forget ’bout in a week
    They said the fruit never gon’ fall far from the tree
    I used to be the kid, now the kids wanna be me
    Trippin’ ’bout my future, like way before there was cameras
    Hella plans on my calendar, ‘fore I went all professional
    Less souls to trust, man, these people makin’ me cynical
    More copycats and less people soundin’ original
    Same destination, we just took different routes
    Fuck bein’ one the greatest, I’m tryna be the greatest one
    I ain’t sayin’ I ain’t grateful for everything I’ve become
    But the throne looks more comfortable than this chair I’m sittin’ on
    My name is Brian, cold bars is what I’m known for
    If my vision ain’t scarin’ me, then I don’t go for it
    ‘Member my first days here when it was all foreign
    Now I’m on TV with James Corden, that shit was crazy
    Just got a place with a backyard, I feel amazing
    Nothin’ can get between me and the dreams I’m chasin’
    Ain’t got the time for partyin’, no more gettin’ wasted
    ‘Less you got the 1942, man, then get the chaser
    You hatin’ on me, but you know I got it
    You big in your city, I’m the king of a continent
    These rappers tryna make the trendin’ topic
    While the state of music goin’ south
    But I don’t even want to talk about it
    Let’s talk about it, nah, let’s talk about it
    Before all these folks decide it’s cool to give a fuck about it
    Everyone’s tryna make hits, I’m just tryna make music
    You know, the kind that makes you feel when you listen to it?
    I’m the youngest child, I don’t need more attention
    You writin’ some bullshit, I write the lyrics meant for the captions
    I’m makin’ songs that’ll probably outlive us for generations
    Started off as the sailor, look at me, now I’m the captain
    I won’t lie, this shit is fun
    Tell these Asian kids they could do what they want
    Might steal the mic at the GRAMMYs just to say we won
    That everyone can make it, don’t matter where you from

    Can’t forget about the day that Sean called me
    Talkin’ ’bout a vision called 88 that he’s dreamin’
    Man, I love him like a brother, if we fall, we gon’ recover
    Just a man with a vision who mastered in causin’ trouble (You can’t see)
    Man, I can’t see the finish line
    Fall back, fall back, I ain’t fuckin’ ’round this time (Anymore)
    Did God know he created a legend in ’99? (Anymore)
    Fuck pretendin’ on a track, man, I mean every single line

    Touched down, never holdin’ back
    Shinin’ like some bustdown, sailin’ ’round without a map
    Been the underdog, now it’s time to let me quarterback
    Killin’ shit in uncharted territories, man, this shit get hella gory
    Whole country of people proud, so I’m never worried
    Glad you’re sittin’ through the credits, man, this is my story
    The type of shit that make me cry when I record it
    This the type of shit that still gon’ make me proud even when I’m 40
    R.I.P. Nipsey, R.I.P. Mac
    These inspirations always gon’ motivate me to rap
    Let’s celebrate their lives and the people that they impact
    The marathon continues, ain’t no way we lookin’ back
    Amazon Prime flow, you know I’ll always deliver
    We crossed oceans for a chance just to feel somethin’ better
    Generations to sacrifice, that we’ll always remember
    It’s that circle of life shit, they hold me up like I’m Simba
    They told me I ain’t welcome, I’m here to stay, and my visa says so
    Just wait and see whose songs they gon’ blast up in they headphones
    Come back like every couple years to destroy like tornadoes
    Victorious tropical flow comin’ straight from Indo’
    These plants only grow to just get cut and disposed
    Their spotlight is dimmin’, my future’s so bright that it glows
    You want the blueprint for impossible, I’ll let it show
    Remember when Pac said, “The concrete grows a rose”

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