That’s On Me

[Intro: Radamiz]
Yeah from the beginning, facts!
It's just like the warm up, one thousand
Yea, how the beat sound is like the day look
This is the manual on being yourself

[Verse 1: Radamiz]
You look in the mirror and all you made were marketing plots
I'm callin' the shots, cause the people said Rad "you call all the shots"
I spit that UPenn to the pen and bring that Harvard to Watts
I love my women independent, the ones that know that they hot
Streamin' services the kid but still I'm viral off the word on the streets
I'm out deserving my piece
I'm planning dinners in Paris
For real still curvin' police, on your curb with some reef'
Very Imaginary Players itchin' for V.I.P
Radamiz need all the poultry dawg
Little sis said "better go get yo' cash"
We grew up fast and learned to make the little bit last but mostly
Three sugars in the coffee
3's from the half court line
Need floor seats like I'm nosey 'bout the game, can't do the nosebleeds
Took a break from being GOAT but bitch I'm back to it
Hall of fame in my city, campaign grassrooted
Hall of fame in my city, latin Pat Ewings
Hall of fame in my city, latin Pat Ewings

[Verse 2: YL]
Yeah, I keep a pack on me
I got some tax on me, shorty got the wagon and make it clap slowly
Fuck a Rollie on the wrist I'm on some different shit
Self portraits of the kid not just another song
Quarter stash of the strong in my underarm
Y made the main event, not the undercard
Told shorty put a baggie in her underwear
Yo it's a love affair, these mothafuckas wanna stare and take a photo too
Crop you ass out the picture like its photoshop
You ain't shit behind the suit like Robocop
Have foes on the train runnin' local too