YNG Martyr (triple j Bars Of Steel)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh, it's the big Martyr The great spitter, the gravedigger Shit went and changed when I 8-figured You lames bitter Talk about how my weight thicker, okay But the money comin' in and made my motherfucking plate bigger I know you couldn't relate because your pay thinner, wait Check your paper, your benjamins are too frank with ya Uh, I really made it motherfucker You jealous, I can see it in your face motherfucker This whole city's on snake mode and say so Pussy talking beef but it's grained salt They know what we made from Took risks and they paid off You better stack the paper I'm not talkin the A4 Got richer than Bezos Made money and take off First class flights out to Turks and the Caicos My bitch is on bay watch Your girly on weight watch She thick How the fuck you talkin that shit but got a day job? Ugh [Interruption] Oye mate, you should rap more like a bloody Australian, alright? alright? Oh I get it, I get it, it's the comment section [Verse 2] All you critics actin' bitch made Who've never sold a mixtape I'm super sick wit' it Flick the switch and hit ya rib cage It's triple J So I'll spit it all in igpay Uckfay your othermay And ask her how my dick taste Townsville Where I'm from get it dealt with My brother Angus holdin onto keys like A belt clip Call the marshall, our mathers get em mad as fuck Mad hatters on ya 6 like an ashes cup Yeah, pussy why you mad at us I did it on my own, I'm independant Where it matters cuz Ay, 70 30 my deal is crazy You signed to a 360 Goddamn baby Ha, Now you broke forever I'm winnin let me focus on my own endeavour I'm from wiradjuri my blood means im posed to get up And shout my team, YNG will be dope forever I'm done [Interruption] I'm done Ay, that's not a diss against 360, I'm talking about a 360 contract deal It's big Martyr, Townsville, Rogery, Canberra, Melbourne we on the map, baby Let's get it On the real tho, uh There's a side of me that wants to entertain you And a part of me that, really wants to be very truthful with you and um If that's cool today I wanna, I wanna show you a bit of both, so let's get this next part One sec, I need a tell-off, hold up Let's get it though [Acapella] I was 17 when I overdosed Slipped and went comatose Mama on the phone I could hear her tears overflow I shoulda known When my uncle went and signed out That it was me walkin down That same road this time round Now it's RIP to him And thank fuck that I'm fine now Lesson learnt Had to fuck around and find out Now I'm past what I'm past But there's part of me that's ghost If there's innocence inside it's Only minimal at most Every syllable I spit And every lyric that I wrote Has led me right here And right now Listen close Now, people say I'm soft That's exactly what I want When I was "hard" I was smokin shard And cuttin up the rock See in the first half I showed you I had bars are steel And in the second half I showed you that my heart was real Thank you, it's YNG Martyr