Hold treasure

Album cover art for "Hold treasure" by Radamiz

Radamiz - Rap, East Coast Rap

Hold treasure

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Made more off the art and fashion side than music What's the point of being of the best to do it? Such a fanatic for perfecting how the words connect Still committed whether if it ever earns us the checks Even when it pays my rent and funds my fresh Even when it lungs my breath, I run my reps Barely are the nights I sweat, I've wide-eyed wept Wa-lah, can make you Prada out of Dockers or Guess Our lives in the hands of the Grand Papa Victory smells like my Mama's empanadas Ground beef with the queso I just have to get mine, I don't care what I get I just have to die empty, don't care if I'm special Don't care if I'm stupid to you or intellectual No matter how bruised or tried Survived what I been through It ain't worth it to hold treasure if our hands shaky Acting brave and being brave's the same thing All eyes on me, so I say "cheese" Sometimes you gotta skip dinner, sip a cappuccin' Stay light on your feet when they're out Hell raising They want my girl, want my spot Kings of imitation But when I have to tell them something, its mansplaining All eyes on me, but I work in private Break fast after three days to stay clean Don't play with me Money comes to me It's a reaction Just increase my faith And stay tapped in Making it my way, it's finally happening Just increase my faith And stay t-t-t-t-t-tapped in Once you know you can't un-know It's clear that we've been handpicked Somebody chose us It's clear this was not our land, somebody stole What's with all the stage fright When it's time to show love? That must be a hate crime Wackness is bad for your health, bad for everybody Go hard enough in the paint and they'll call you Picasso I gotta kill it today, I gotta live tomorrow Cause there ain't a guarantee that I'ma live tomorrow No crabs in a barrel Was second-hand clothes Shipping it off to our country like a pot of gold It ain't worth it to hold treasure if our hands shaky From praying, my face is dirty, it's soaked All this, Comme, paa, Ralph, Burberry, etc 99 degrees, no sweat Different specimen Pardon my reach And don't talk while I breathe The money comes to me It's a reaction Just increase my faith And stay tapped in Making it my way, it's finally happening, uh Just increase my faith and stay t-t-t-t-t-tapped in

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  • Radamiz