Tom Riddle - Steal The Show lyrics

[Verse 1: Thirsty McGurk] See me through my ups and downs Acting like its obsolete Copying and pasting em In front of me, to press delete Clean slate, new team Tired of f**ing looking back n***as ain't even on they grind saying they got next Never gonna cut a check Never gonna get respect You do it for the money and the fame Where your name at? You do it for the wrong reasons Never studied hip hop This is more than big chains Shiny rings And drop tops Puppets of the industry Master of the f**ery The industry don't give a f** about you Speaking honestly So you just gotta do your thing We do it independently Respect is respected New rap president Roll with a tight cabinet Mad all your fans pa**ed em I don't wanna do it if I can't make cla**ics Get up on the stage in front of thousands and mash it Turn your favorite station on and you can hear these smash hits [Hook (x2): Lerix & Thirsty McGurk] (So we....) Give em a little then we give em some more (Hey, hey, heeey) Give em a little and we give em some more (Hey, hey, heeey) Give em a little then we give em some more Cause every time we give it to em, yo we stealing the show! [VERSE 2: Rashad Roulett] What more can I say? Once them twin doors swing open Red bottoms, touching red carpet Call me Mr. Soapy Said I'm in this for a long run Then I turn to spin cycle I got a plan B That's to money recycle This ain't for y'all to understand the trails of my life Bad enough y'all got me in them trails of an indite My rolling life is rocky right now But like rocky Fighting to the top Ambitions of a jockey If I should fall, said its not gonna be too long Man is made to stand on two feet and keep a move on Don't make no sense in taking life Like straight drinks Cause them shots you throwing back can come back and put you to sleep So as long as I have life, I will never ever give in And to money, never sell my soul Even if I'm winning Like the greatest story told Might wanna listen Or sit around and watch, cause its only the beginning [Hook] [Verse 3: Lerix] Find me near a ba**-line, hooded-up Its Greatmindz, when the good ain't good enough Be the best like khaled All talent No beef, cause our pallets Chase salad Dry lines never here, cuz Quench thirsts, Gatorade thru your ear drum You should notify a hater if you near one That I'm the dopest mother f**er, they ain't here of So, allow me to reintroduce my shine 5 foot plus and fly two times 3 for the money cause I get mine As I combine All the juice from the mind The magic Is not too shabby Clean like I'm cast-ed In downton abbey Me near a mic Then I might Stop traffic k** em with the flow? Then steal the show? Gladly! [Hook]