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[Intro]
Satisfied
Satisfied
Yeah yeah, yeah
Satisfied has come to you
Sinatra
Big Pepe
Satisfied
Oh, you got the studio shoutout
Satisfied
You feelin’ good about yourself right now, huh?
Satisfied it has come to you (6ix)

[Verse 1]
Hold up let me get up in it now
Bitch, I’m here to win it now
L-O-G-I-C, I’m feeling free, I’m finna bring it now
If you know the words take a step back and sing it now
Never thought I’d have to, but I keep the windows tinted now
Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my Audi?
Last time I said, it went viral, I don’t fuck with nobody
And I don’t fuck with you, you, them, her and him too
‘Cause none of y’all know a fucking thing ’bout what I been through
And all that superficial shit you love I’m just not into
And when it comes to gettin’ deep in this rap shit I’ve been to
Like the pussy, don’t push me
I ain’t no killer, but you know the rest
You think I caught the holy spirit how I’m feelin’ blessed
Ain’t no contest to all this wack shit, it just no test
Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get laid to rest
And ain’t no “S” on my chest but I’m still gunnin’
While half of these motherfuckers still runnin’
I’ve learned everything I’ve attained and they still ‘front him
Like God damn, I’m the motherfuckin’ man
Used to call you a hater, you a motherfuckin’ stan
Ain’t nobody built himself a brand like me
I ain’t signed a shoe deal ’cause I’m waitin’ for Nike
To recognize all these youngins wanna be just like me
Cut the check for 20 Million right now and we might see
Everybody rockin’ my kicks, preachin’ positivity
I get up, I get up

[Chorus]
I get up, when I’m down
Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough
I get tough and when I’m beaten to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, when I’m down
Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough
I get tough and when I’m beaten to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, uh, uh
I get up

[Verse 2]
Never address me as “Robert” unless it’s about that Dinero
Far from a hero, I ain’t never savin’ hoes
I’m not defined by these clothes, and zeros
It don’t matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep
‘Cause in the end we all six feet deep
Meanwhile, I’ll be immortalized on the 6ix beat
Flashbacks and havin’ visions way back in G’Burg
Every single one of my homies and me work
Cuttin’ had to get up out it, make a hit, forget about it
Youngin’ wit’ a dream but nobody gave a shit about it
Ten years later pick up a pen, write a hit about it
And back then I thought I’d be defined by how good I rhyme
Not like these rappers with shit flows, but look good online
Not made to feel bad for speakin’ bout this shit on my mind
Or called a faggot or nigger or cracker who wish he was blacker
I wish I could face my homophobic, racist attacker and smack the shit outta they ass as peaceful is possible
It’s highly improbable, it’s stoppable
But still, way too many people feel how I feel
That’s on the real, on the real, on the motherfuckin’ real

[Chorus]
I get up, when I’m down
Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough
I get tough and when I’m beaten to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, when I’m down
Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough
I get tough and when I’m beaten to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, uh, uh

[Verse 3]
Ayo motherfuckin’ Trump said that shit on my last album but you wasn’t tapping in
Fuck a mumble let’s make America rap again
Industry don’t give a fuck about rap or what’s happenin’
Fuck a Hype Beast, bitch, now who seein’ me?
Nobody reports the music, this shit, this rap TMZ
Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided with headlines to preach that
Go ‘head now boy and preach that
Wash my hands of this negativity, word to three stacks
So fresh, so clean, who the illest on the scene?
Wu-Tang, get the cream
Sinatra ‘gon reign Supreme
Hoping your mental get out your feelins like dental
This shit is consequential, lightin’ a fire to the game
Can you rappers fill the flame? Nah, this shit won’t be the same
Fuck a rap beef, I promise I want all of y’all to prosper
But deep down you know it’s only ‘gon be one Mufasa
I’m the king, fuck the bling, but just might make you kiss the ring
All these rappers I came up on, I surpassed on, I know it sting now
Don’t try to twist my words and turn that into some shit
I love all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you spit
Dropped my last shit, the whole wide world applauded it
Game still ain’t giving me my credit so I’ma audit it
I’m heartless like Kanye in ’08
Yeah that’s word to NO I.D
Now they all know who I be
I’m callin’ out Jay-Z to jump up on the track with me and smack the whole industry
Show ’em what that real rap do
The ball’s in your court, Hov
I hope to hear from Guru, woo!

[Intro]
I’m on the rooftop
I’m on the rooftop

[Verse 1]
It’s been a week
So much stronger than what we are used to
It’s hard to sleep
Like I forgot how to do it without you
But I’m not enough, I’ll always do it again
We keep on finding ways to let it happen
You see, I find your way
I’m a door, I’m a gotour

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s like head
Like nothing I’ve ever felt
Why am I doing it to myself
When I know that you’re doubt and you’re paying off trying

[Chorus]
Up on that rooftop
You told me that you don’t care
Turn all the lights off
So where do we go from here?
Up on that rooftop
You told me that you don’t care
Turn all the lights off
So where do we go from here?

[Verse 2]
I’m on the floor
With my head to the wall, and I’m thinking
I’m feeling turned
I bet you’re calling ’cause you’ve been out drinking
I thought you said that it would never happen
That you would done and I would do it again
What for?
Do we pretend that we not gonna miss it?

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s like head
Like nothing I’ve ever felt
Why am I doing it to myself
When I know that you’re doubt and you’re paying off trying

[Chorus]
Up on that rooftop
You told me that you don’t care
(you told me that you don’t care)
Turn all the lights off
So where do we go from here?
Up on that rooftop
You tell me I’m wasting tears
Turn all the lights off
So where do we go from here?

[Post-Chorus]
Whe-whe-where do we go, where do we go
Whe-whe-where do we go from here?
Whe-whe-where do we go, where do we go
Whe-whe-where do we go from here?

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s like head
Like nothing I’ve ever felt
Why am I doing it to myself
When I know that you’re doubt and you’re paying off trying

[Chorus]
Up on that rooftop
You told me that you don’t care
(you told me that you don’t care)
Turn all the lights off
So where do we go from here? (where do we go from here?)
Up on that rooftop
You told me I’m wasting tears
Turn all the lights off
So where do we go from here?

[Post-Chorus]
Whe-whe-where do we go, where do we go
Whe-whe-where do we go from here?
Whe-whe-where do we go, where do we go
Whe-whe-where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?

[Outro]
I’m on the rooftop
I’m on the rooftop

Verse 1

I’m weak and I’m very unfit
Let me take another hit
Of this drug they call love
Cause I just can’t get enough
And we still sound like shit
I would take another hit
But damn I ran out again
Yeah I don’t think I can win

Chorus

There’s a sick desperation in your laugh
There’s a sick desperation in my laugh
We will play until we’re deaf
Frustration equals inspiration
Frustration equals desperation

Verse 2

I’m a piece of shit
Let me take another hit
Of this drug they call love
Cause I just can’t get enough
And we still sound like shit
I would take another hit
If I didn’t ran out again
Yeah I don’t think I can win

Chorus

There’s a sick desperation in your laugh
There’s a sick desperation in my laugh
We will play until we’re deaf
Frustration equals inspiration
Frustration equals desperation
Frustration is desperation
Frustration is my inspiration

[Verse 1]
Getting over you, moving on, on, on
Letting go of you, moving on, on, on
Can’t seem to find the reasons why you’re mad at me
Should’ve held on while you had me

[Chorus]
So tell me why it is you’re moving
All the way to Portland? Tell me why it’s so important?
I text you, you ignore it
It’s useless and it’s boring
Am I happy, am I for it?
Wanna find a cliff and floor it
You left me laid out on the floor
I didn’t know
(I didn’t know)

You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
The one to ruin, to ruin everything

[Verse 2]
Let you win the fights, let you leave me, bye
Gonna bide my time when I know you’re wrong
Can’t seem to fight the demons
And it’s sad to see
The one you once held on to
Pack up and leave

[Chorus]
So tell me why it is you’re moving
All the way to Portland?
Tell me why it’s so important?
I text you, you ignore it
It’s useless and it’s boring
Am I happy, am I for it?
Wanna find a cliff and floor it
You left me laid out on the floor
I didn’t know
(I didn’t know)

You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
The one to ruin, to ruin everything

You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
The one to ruin

You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
You’d be the one, the one to ruin everything
The one to ruin, to ruin everything

He he he he, so where you gon’ go with that?
How you doing miss Johnson?
How you doin’ baby?
Fat ol’ ass, eh
Oh my gosh
Why would you-
Why would you say that?
I got a son
I have a s-
I want that
I got a son, Charlie
I know you got a son. Listen

[Chrous: Masego]
I need me a sugar momma
Old lady
Foxy mama
Sophisticated
Sugar mama
Old lady
Foxy mama
Sophisticated
Old age don’t mean nothing to me
Wise man said age ain’t nothing but a number

Why would you say that?

[Verse 1: Masego]
Young gal, she don’t give me jokes someone represent, old lady
She ain’t with the tech or the messages, young gal
Loves dance getting sorta decadent, old lady
Tied up, she ain’t even stressin’ kids
If you can cook me a plate after we mate, head in the date, I ain’t ya man
You don’t know your body yet
You don’t know your body yet

[Chrous: Masego]
I need me a sugar momma
Old lady
Foxy mama
Sophisticated
Sugar mama
Old lady
Foxy mama
Sophisticated
Old age don’t mean nothing to me
Wise man said age ain’t nothing but a number

He he he lemme holla at you for a second

[Verse 2: SiR]
Lil baby, lil hard eye breaky, hard eye breaky
I’m chasing me a cyanide [?], cyanide [?]
She payin’ for the wine dine, look where we from my time
Might even deny my stayin’ overnight
I’m saying I’m just fly by, fly by bangin’
I take what she supply my favourite, my favourite
Anytime I see [?], start workin’ for some part-time lovin’ from the heart I’m bringing, young girls
She ain’t even got that arch in her back, old ladies
Treat her special cause she knows how to act, young girl
Never love in an ocean so blue, old ladies
She just give for the view

[Chorus: Masego & SiR]
When I need me a sugar momma
Old lady
Foxy mama
Sophisticated
Sugar mama
Old lady
Foxy mama
Sophisticated
Old age don’t mean nothing to me
Wise man said age ain’t nothing but a number

Why would you say that?