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Warm Up

NF
2016-10-072:45 minSynced lyrics

"Warm Up" is a song by NF, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:45 long and contains 97 lines and 650 words.

Lyrics

0:16I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to feel at home
0:20I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to be alone
0:24I got an issue with people pretending they like what they don't
0:26Please don't bring up my issues unless you gon' deal with your own
0:29Please don't try to pretend like you keep it real though
0:31Yeah it's funny that you got a lotta money
0:33But that money doesn't buy you skills though
0:35I don't care if I am on the billboards
0:37On a killing spree
0:38I'm about to kill more
0:39Got a chain on
0:40You paid a mill' for
0:41I mean what you people even live for
0:42I write raps you steal yours oh lord haha
0:45We just getting warmed up
0:47Yeah I said I was coming I warned you
0:49So close to the fans
0:50I feel like they're right on my tour bus
0:52You wanna know what I do in my downtime
0:53They come to my fortress
0:54I apologize for all the corpses
0:56It's a mess right now
0:58But I haven't had time to put the rappers in the coffins
1:01We ain't talked in like six years
1:02Why you writing me now
1:04I just turned 100 k down
1:05Just to keep the brand looking right now that's real
1:07I ain't bragging about the money
1:09I'm just saying I ain't controlled by the bank account
1:10Or the bank amounts
1:12I'm a business man
1:13But don't touch my money
1:14I don't play around
1:16Lights out when the mics out
1:17About to hit the West Coast
1:18Hype crowds
1:18I just put a record out
1:20What you think I'm gonna pipe down
1:21Nah I've been looking for a beat
1:22Look what I found woo
1:23I mean everything is coming out of my mouth
1:25Tried to tell me yeah I ain't had the right sound
1:27Oh yeah well
1:29Tell me what you think now
1:30Two records in the bag
1:31I ain't done though
1:32What's coming next year
1:33Let me hear the drum roll
1:34Don't flow
1:34Anybody wanna be the one to make an issue out of nothing
1:36Imma hit you with my iphone
1:37I know
1:38I'm a little out of hand now
1:39I ain't looking for a handout
1:40You didn't like what I was doing last year
1:42Which is funny 'cause you lookin' like a fan now
1:44Are you a fan now
1:46I kinda miss being broke
1:47Now let me go back to my old days
1:48When I used to walk into high school
1:50And hand out my CD in hallways
1:52I told all my teachers that I'd be a rapper
1:54They smiled and looked at me okay
1:57That's a pretty nice dream but you better get a real job
1:59Mmm no way
2:01Yeah I live what you dreamin'
2:02I could do this while I'm sleepin'
2:03I ain't the type that will bring up your name for nothing
2:05But please don't give me a reason
2:07I'm on the edge now
2:08I ain't playin' with you
2:09Never really been a fan of takin' pictures
2:10I'm just being honest yeah
2:12I'll take it with you
2:13Shows sellin' out
2:13Better get your tickets oh lord
2:15I got a love for the fans
2:17I can't express what it feels like
2:19Sometimes I wonder if it's even real life
2:20Sometimes I look at the past and think about how
2:24I got here in the first place
2:25You know the glove is my birthplace
2:26I don't wanna be rude
2:28But I could get you on my worst days
2:30Say nothing for me
2:31Do it all the time
2:32Yeah they barely workin' while I'm workin' overtime
2:33Last year they like who am I
2:35Now this year they like you the guy
2:36Here's a little something for your car rides
2:39If they said I fell off
2:40They all lied
2:41Yeah you know the logo
2:42Better recognize
2:42Yeah it's Real Music
2:43'Till the day we die
2:45Yah
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

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