Album Name

INDUSTRY BABY 2.0

Artist

Lil Nas X, Jack Harlow

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2021.10.09

Release Agency

Sony Music

D-D-Daytrip took it to ten hey
Baby back ayy couple racks ayy
Couple Grammys on him
couple plaques ayy
That's a fact ayy
throw it back ayy
Throw it back ayy
And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began yeah
Funny how you said
it was the end yeah
Then I went did it again yeah
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waiting for
I don't run from nothing dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really rooting
for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top
I wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em that the break is over
Uh need to uh
Need to get this album done
Need a couple number onеs
Need a plaque on every song
Need mе like one with Nicki now
Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya hah
I'm a pop nigga like Bieber hah
I don't fuck bitches
I'm queer hah
But these niggas bitches like Madea
yeah yeah yeah ayy Yeah
Oh let's do it
I ain't fall off
I just ain't release my new shit
I blew up
now everybody tryna sue me
You call me Nas
but the hood call me Doobie yeah
And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began yeah
Funny how you said
it was the end yeah
Then I went did it again yeah
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waiting for
I got what they're waiting for
I don't run from nothing dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em I ain't layin' low
Bitch I ain't runnin' from nowhere
You was never really rooting
for me anyway
Ooh ooh
When I'm back up at the top
I wanna hear you say
Ooh ooh
He don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em that the break is over
Yeah
My track record so clean
they couldn't wait to just bash me
I must be gettin' too flashy
y'all shouldn't have
let the world gas me Woo
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay
and these girls know that
I'm nasty Mmm
I sent her back to her boyfriend
with my handprint on her ass cheek
City talkin' we takin' notes
Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts
Wish he could
but he can't get close
OG so proud of me that
he chokin' up while he makin' toasts
I'm the type that you can't control
said I would
then I made it so
I don't clear up rumors Ayy
where's y'all sense of humor Ayy
I'm done makin' jokes
'cause they got old like
baby boomers
Turned my haters to consumers
I make vets feel like
they juniors Juniors
Say your time is comin' soon
but just like Oklahoma Mmm
Mine is comin' sooner Mmm
I'm just a late bloomer Mmm
I didn't peak in high school
I'm still out here gettin' cuter Woo
All these social networks
and computers
Got these pussies walkin' 'round
like they ain't losers
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waiting for
I got what they waiting for
I don't run from nothing dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em I ain't layin' low
Bitch I ain't runnin' from nowhere
You was never really rooting
for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top
I wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers
tell 'em that the break is over
Yeah
I'm the industry baby mmm
I'm the industry baby
Yeah