Language - Merkules

You don’t speak my language

Made at time we were going anxious

Someone tell my momma that we made it

You don’t speak my language

Used to ride a bus to the studio

Now we kill shit, it’s the funeral

You don’t speak my language

Used to be KD for dinner

Now we at the table with the winners

You don’t speak my language

Used to have holes in our clothes

But now we doin' sold out shows

You don’t speak my language

Sorry, baby, I speak no ingles

Your favorite rapper need a loan cause he so in debt

I’m on a wave, underwater, trynna hold my breath

Man I swear that Merk kid’s 'bout to blow up next

You just want it, you don’t need it

You don’t put in any effort, I work for it, you don’t

So what you lookin' so up set for?

Get the iTunes check and I put it on my necklace

Had a dream and this what happened

So it couldn’t be a blessing

Like wuuhh, damn

They must be mad at me

My shit so flyest like I defy gravity

Wuuhh, damn

This is insanity

I’m in the future, I don’t bring my past with me

I spoke everything I’ve done into existance

Got 'em nervous on purpose while I’m comfortably chillin'

I’m my own man, you don’t speak my language

Bitch, I’m bored, you’ve been taking l’s all year

You can hold that

You don’t speak my language

Made at time we were going anxious

Someone tell my momma that we made it

You don’t speak my language

Used to ride a bus to the studio

Now we kill shit, it’s the funeral

You don’t speak my language

Used to be KD for dinner

Now we at the table with the winners

You don’t speak my language

Used to have holes in our clothes

But now we doin' sold out shows

You don’t speak my language

I been catchin' bodies, you can prolly get a toe tag

Tell these local rappers that I know that they stole my whole swag

Goin' OT all week, I get no breaks

I just do my own thing, smokin' on that propane

I know it sounds like I’m arrogant as fuck

But I do it for the times we could barely get a buck

Maybe I should see a therapist, apparently I’m nuts

Money don’t fit in my pockets, man, it’s terrible, it’s sucks, haa

R.I.P to the rappers that you listen to

You are nothing but a student in my class, I’m the principal

Your album is my weed tray, that shit was pitiful

I heard the whole thing, my favorite track was the «Interlude»

I ain’t full of myself, take a look at yourself

I’m on fire and you lames ain’t puttin' it out

You a fan, you could prolly write a book on me now

I’m line in Dubai, while you still lookin' around

You don’t speak my language

Made at time we were going anxious

Someone tell my momma that we made it

You don’t speak my language

Used to ride a bus to the studio

Now we kill shit, it’s the funeral

You don’t speak my language

Used to be KD for dinner

Now we at the table with the winners

You don’t speak my language

Used to have holes in our clothes

But now we doin' sold out shows

You don’t speak my language