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  • Final Lap Hustle

    Final Lap Hustle

    Ramses 3|1

    Eleventh lap

    Yeah Came from the back,

    now I'm lapping the field Talk on my name,

    but they know that it's real I put the pain in the

    rhythm and steel Turned every scar into something they feel Late-night dreams

    with the bass in the wall Phone on mute,

    I ain't taking no call They want the crown but they scared

    of the fall I want it all,

    I was made for it all New wave,

    new flow, new flame Still me,

    but I'm not the same Fine tones running through my veins Beat

    so hard make the block say my name I don't chase clout,

    I attract that Big step forward,

    never backtrack If they throw shade,

    I reflect that Eleventh lap,

    where the checks at?

    Lights flash, bass crack

    Everybody feel that One sound,

    one track Run it up,

    bring it back Eleventh lap,

    I'm still in the race Foot on the gas,

    no look on my face They said slow down,

    I picked up the pace Fine tones hit,

    now they all know the name Let me go,

    let me go, let me go I been too cold,

    I been too bold Beat drop heavy when the lights go low

    Whole crowd bounce when the 808 rolls I need the beat with

    a heavenly bounce Bass so thick make the speakers announce I was

    down bad, now I'm changing amounts Every loss taught me how to

    reroute Put that hunger in the kick drum Put that pressure in

    the snare Put my city on my shoulders Put my voice up

    in the air This ain't luck,

    this is aim This ain't hype,

    this is flame This ain't just another song This the moment that

    it changed Camera on,

    crowd locked Beat drop,

    time stop They gon' use this sound when the dance pop Eleventh

    lap, but I'm still top Stop

    Breathe Bass Freeze

    Let me go

    Let me go Let me go Fine tones when the beat explode

    Eleventh lap, I'm still in the

    race Foot on the gas,

    no look on my face They said slow down,

    I picked up the

    pace Fine tones hit,

    now they all know the name Let me go,

    let me go, let me go I been too cold,

    I been too bold Beat drop heavy when the lights go low

    Whole crowd bounce when the 808 rolls Eleventh lap and I'm just

    warming up

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