That’s On Me

Lyrics

[Intro: Radamiz] Yeah from the beginning, facts! It's just like the warm up, one thousand Yea, how the beat sound is like the day look This is the manual on being yourself [Verse 1: Radamiz] You look in the mirror and all you made were marketing plots I'm callin' the shots, cause the people said Rad "you call all the shots" I spit that UPenn to the pen and bring that Harvard to Watts I love my women independent, the ones that know that they hot Streamin' services the kid but still I'm viral off the word on the streets I'm out deserving my piece I'm planning dinners in Paris For real still curvin' police, on your curb with some reef' Very Imaginary Players itchin' for V.I.P Radamiz need all the poultry dawg Little sis said "better go get yo' cash" We grew up fast and learned to make the little bit last but mostly Three sugars in the coffee 3's from the half court line Need floor seats like I'm nosey 'bout the game, can't do the nosebleeds Took a break from being GOAT but bitch I'm back to it Hall of fame in my city, campaign grassrooted Hall of fame in my city, latin Pat Ewings Hall of fame in my city, latin Pat Ewings [Verse 2: YL] Yeah, I keep a pack on me I got some tax on me, shorty got the wagon and make it clap slowly Fuck a Rollie on the wrist I'm on some different shit Self portraits of the kid not just another song Quarter stash of the strong in my underarm Y made the main event, not the undercard Told shorty put a baggie in her underwear Yo it's a love affair, these mothafuckas wanna stare and take a photo too Crop you ass out the picture like its photoshop You ain't shit behind the suit like Robocop Have foes on the train runnin' local too