Warm Up (温暖) - NF

I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to feel at home

I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to be alone

I got an issue with people pretending they like what they don't

Please don't bring up my issues unless you gon' deal with your own

Please don't try to pretend like you keep it real though

Yeah it's funny that you got a lotta money

But that money doesn't buy you skills though

I don't care if I am on the billboards

On a killing spree

I'm about to kill more

Got a chain on

You paid a mill' for

I mean what you people even live for

I write raps you steal yours oh lord haha

We just getting warmed up

Yeah I said I was coming I warned you

So close to the fans

I feel like they're right on my tour bus

You wanna know what I do in my downtime

They come to my fortress

I apologize for all the corpses

It's a mess right now

But I haven't had time to put the rappers in the coffins

We ain't talked in like six years

Why you writing me now

I just turned 100 k down

Just to keep the brand looking right now that's real

I ain't bragging about the money

I'm just saying I ain't controlled by the bank account

Or the bank amounts

I'm a business man

But don't touch my money

I don't play around

Lights out when the mics out

About to hit the West Coast

Hype crowds

I just put a record out

What you think I'm gonna pipe down

Nah I've been looking for a beat

Look what I found woo

I mean everything is coming out of my mouth

Tried to tell me yeah I ain't had the right sound

Oh yeah well

Tell me what you think now

Two records in the bag

I ain't done though

What's coming next year

Let me hear the drum roll

Don't flow

Anybody wanna be the one to make an issue out of nothing

Imma hit you with my iphone

I know

I'm a little out of hand now

I ain't looking for a handout

You didn't like what I was doing last year

Which is funny 'cause you lookin' like a fan now

Are you a fan now

I kinda miss being broke

Now let me go back to my old days

When I used to walk into high school

And hand out my CD in hallways

I told all my teachers that I'd be a rapper

They smiled and looked at me okay

That's a pretty nice dream but you better get a real job

Mmm no way

Yeah I live what you dreamin'

I could do this while I'm sleepin'

I ain't the type that will bring up your name for nothing

But please don't give me a reason

I'm on the edge now

I ain't playin' with you

Never really been a fan of takin' pictures

I'm just being honest yeah

I'll take it with you

Shows sellin' out

Better get your tickets oh lord

I got a love for the fans

I can't express what it feels like

Sometimes I wonder if it's even real life

Sometimes I look at the past and think about how

I got here in the first place

You know the glove is my birthplace

I don't wanna be rude

But I could get you on my worst days

Say nothing for me

Do it all the time

Yeah they barely workin' while I'm workin' overtime

Last year they like who am I

Now this year they like you the guy

Here's a little something for your car rides

If they said I fell off

They all lied

Yeah you know the logo

Better recognize

Yeah it's Real Music

'Till the day we die

Yah