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Propositions Video (MV)




Performed By: -Ru$h-
Language: English
Length: 3:47
Written by: Christopher Hall




-Ru$h- - Propositions Lyrics




Pacing, tryna chase it, reminiscing bout
All the cash I done went and wasted
Let's talk about it, they tryna catch you slipping
So make sure you never walk without it

Shit don't be no game when they put that white chalk around em
I don't be outside when I ain't supposed to be
Aware of my surroundings, I gotta keep my shit close to me
Big communicator, so I appreciate that you spoke to me

White tees and rosaries
I'm reaching for my dreams like I'm digging out her ovaries
I can't take no time off
I gotta stay focused

Cause it's easy to get your mind lost
Shit gon' get you paid, but you be ready for what that crime costs
Cartiers and Rolex
Shit we call that time bought

My vibration's different, you see the type of time that I'm on
I've been on a mission
Behind the scenes to in the front
I had to switch up my position

I'm confident in what I'm saying so I can't hear my competition
This my life man, I ain't playing, I write my raps like propositions
Every day I'm focused on progressing
On what I need to do

I was down bad, you wasn't there when I needed you
If you stay consistent in your craft
There ain't no beating you
You gotta stick around for all the ones that believed in you

It ain't no other way
I thank God I'm moving forward, he make sure my mother straight
I'm tryna come up on my own, I don't need my brother plate
It's hard to keep the ball rolling

When you think shit coming late
I took a risk and shit just been on and popping
We coming from all angles
So it's gon' be hard to stop him

I just be chilling, tryna be cool
I'd rather rap about getting guap
Half these niggas fabricated cause they ain't outside spinning blocks
And I know I ain't one to talk cause I ain't outside sending shots

I'm grateful that I got a bag cause I got cash and I get a lot
And if I took some out the stash
The shit I have could fill a pot
And every time she hit me back

She tell me that I hit the spot, it's safe to say
Every time I come on scene they saying that I saved the day
I need the ball, I'm peeking off
My next one gon' be make a way cause cash rules

Niggas still a scarecrow, similar to statues
They be thinking I ain't hard cause I ain't got no tattoos
I done caught up with my life, I settled all my past dues
Niggas dying over music so they getting fast views

I get some smoke and hit the booth
What's in my tote that's mad booze
Chicks don't ever say they like you but they leave you mad clues
You can't stop cause life moving too fast

That's how niggas pass you
You need a wristband just to pass through
I'll show you what this cash do
You gotta watch all your relations who you get attached to

I had a bad batch, screen printing shirts for two years
I got a bad back, crazy bout my dreams
I start bugging like I'm Mad Max
And when they try to come up off your bag

And try to run off with your swag
You make sure you charge them
And you add tax
Every day I'm focused on progressing on what I need to do

I was down bad, you wasn't there when I needed you
If you stay consistent in your craft there ain't no beating you
You gotta stick around for all the ones that believed in you
It ain't no other way,

I thank god I'm moving forward, He make sure my mother straight
Tryna come up on my own, I don't need my brother plate

It's hard to keep the ball rolling when you think shit coming late
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English

Pacing, tryna chase it, reminiscing bout
All the cash I done went and wasted
Let's talk about it, they tryna catch you slipping
So make sure you never walk without it

Shit don't be no game when they put that white chalk around em
I don't be outside when I ain't supposed to be
Aware of my surroundings, I gotta keep my shit close to me
Big communicator, so I appreciate that you spoke to me

White tees and rosaries
I'm reaching for my dreams like I'm digging out her ovaries
I can't take no time off
I gotta stay focused

Cause it's easy to get your mind lost
Shit gon' get you paid, but you be ready for what that crime costs
Cartiers and Rolex
Shit we call that time bought

My vibration's different, you see the type of time that I'm on
I've been on a mission
Behind the scenes to in the front
I had to switch up my position

I'm confident in what I'm saying so I can't hear my competition
This my life man, I ain't playing, I write my raps like propositions
Every day I'm focused on progressing
On what I need to do

I was down bad, you wasn't there when I needed you
If you stay consistent in your craft
There ain't no beating you
You gotta stick around for all the ones that believed in you

It ain't no other way
I thank God I'm moving forward, he make sure my mother straight
I'm tryna come up on my own, I don't need my brother plate
It's hard to keep the ball rolling

When you think shit coming late
I took a risk and shit just been on and popping
We coming from all angles
So it's gon' be hard to stop him

I just be chilling, tryna be cool
I'd rather rap about getting guap
Half these niggas fabricated cause they ain't outside spinning blocks
And I know I ain't one to talk cause I ain't outside sending shots

I'm grateful that I got a bag cause I got cash and I get a lot
And if I took some out the stash
The shit I have could fill a pot
And every time she hit me back

She tell me that I hit the spot, it's safe to say
Every time I come on scene they saying that I saved the day
I need the ball, I'm peeking off
My next one gon' be make a way cause cash rules

Niggas still a scarecrow, similar to statues
They be thinking I ain't hard cause I ain't got no tattoos
I done caught up with my life, I settled all my past dues
Niggas dying over music so they getting fast views

I get some smoke and hit the booth
What's in my tote that's mad booze
Chicks don't ever say they like you but they leave you mad clues
You can't stop cause life moving too fast

That's how niggas pass you
You need a wristband just to pass through
I'll show you what this cash do
You gotta watch all your relations who you get attached to

I had a bad batch, screen printing shirts for two years
I got a bad back, crazy bout my dreams
I start bugging like I'm Mad Max
And when they try to come up off your bag

And try to run off with your swag
You make sure you charge them
And you add tax
Every day I'm focused on progressing on what I need to do

I was down bad, you wasn't there when I needed you
If you stay consistent in your craft there ain't no beating you
You gotta stick around for all the ones that believed in you
It ain't no other way,

I thank god I'm moving forward, He make sure my mother straight
Tryna come up on my own, I don't need my brother plate

It's hard to keep the ball rolling when you think shit coming late
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Writer: Christopher Hall
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