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Isaac App
Isaac App
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[Verse 1]
(Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah)
[Verse 2]
We on the top and we ain't gonna fall
This an obsession, a habit you call
We hittin' automatic, never stall
Only got one tactic, do it all
I'm from the bottom, I hate what I saw
I couldn't walk, so I learned how to crawl
They wanna talk when your back to the wall
So I say, "Fuck 'em, I ain't moving small"
Bitch
[Verse 3]
Money grows from my intuition
I just bought a crib, that's my first addition
People hate it you when you claim a vision
But I use the static when I hit ignition
Hungry moves, I'm fasting intermittent
I stay fresh as fuck, I'm in that mint condition
Forging heat no matter where I been in
Give me any place and it'll be a kitchen
[Verse 4]
This how we flow to the top
I'm on a wave and it never gon' stop
I hit a three, now we running the clock
Twenty-four seconds, I still block ya shot
I'm making this an eternal spot
Permanent stain and the flow ink blot
Don't step to me when I get too hot
I'ma end yo' life and it's all you got
[Verse 5]
We on the top and we ain't gonna fall
This an obsession, a habit you call
We hittin' automatic, never stall
Only got one tactic, do it all
I'm from the bottom, I hate what I saw
I couldn't walk, so I learned how to crawl
They wanna talk when your back to the wall
So I say, "Fuck 'em, I ain't moving small"
Bitch
[Verse 6]
Homemade flow, I'm in PVC
There ain't one motherfucker doin' shit like me
Heart rate froze, check the EKG
I hate wastin' time, fuck eventually
Routine work when nobody see
But I ain't feel the stress, I know it's meant to be
Thirty beats, I'm on a killing spree
I made every song in my discography
[Verse 7]
Yeah, that's every cent, every dollar
I ain't tryna listen to a broke scholar
Makin' moves to make the money taller
Till this shit toppin' on da Eiffel Tower
Labels callin', I won't wear they collar
With my own drive, I can take it farther
Do it myself, don't fucking bother
Been self-made, now shoutout to my father
[Verse 8]
We on the top and we ain't gonna fall
This an obsession, a habit you call
We hittin' automatic, never stall
Only got one tactic, do it all
I'm from the bottom, I hate what I saw
I couldn't walk, so I learned how to crawl
They wanna talk when your back to the wall
So I say, "Fuck 'em, I ain't moving small"
Bitch
Written by: Isaac App
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