Rat Race

[Hook: Jon Bellion]

Tell 'em we don't wanna play, yeah, yeah

We're so okay with last place

We already won the game, yeah, yeah

No, we won't run your rat race

[Verse 1: Andy Mineo]

This is so disrespectful

I'm sorry that I didn't do it sooner

They talkin' that manure

Snakes comin' for my head, that's Medusa

But watch how I maneuver

I ain't fly, man, I'm lunar

I got no time for high opinions with them low commitments

I hear that chatter from a distance, I don't ever listen

Cause art critics just artists that never made it

What I care what you sayin', I'm too busy creatin'

I could tell that ya' some crabs, hatin' on the low

Tryna shoot my dream down, cause you never chase your own

I think I struck a nerve, matter fact I hit a bone

I got a word for them rappers who swear that they on the throne

Oh, so you the king of rap, where your kingdom at?

I got a queen, a fly one, sittin' on my lap

You bought the lie them rappers told ya, I bring it back

[Refrain: Andy Mineo]

That's all I gotta say

Roof your ball, I don't wanna play

[Hook: Jon Bellion]

Tell 'em we don't wanna play, yeah, yeah

We're so okay with last place

We already won the game, yeah, yeah

No, we won't run your rat race

[Verse 2: Andy Mineo]

It's so disrespectful

Hip-hop raised me, I'm talkin' back to my parents

I dropped that Never Land, yo, I still haven't landed

Look mama, you don't gotta drop it low if you raise your standards

Raisin' this banner, mama raised me with manners

Couldn't put me in a box, how I'm raisin' this brand

It's hard to stay focused with standin' in front of cameras

But they don't understand it, they don't see that from my vantage

All glory to the Most High all the praise be

Got them other rappers sweatin' like they need the AC

It ain't all 'bout who you know, Bleek knew Jay-Z

If it you ain't HOT 97, bad idea tryna play me

I know dudes with so much money that it ain't funny

Type of money make you laugh at jokes when it ain't funny

Type of money, go outside lookin' bummy

Still bag a supermodel, they don't care if he ugly

It's politics in this game, but ain't no politicians

And I ain't tryna be another one of fame's victims

Make a name for myself but never make a difference

[Refrain: Andy Mineo]

Now, that's all I gotta say

Roof your ball, I don't wanna play

[Outro: Andy Mineo]

Yeah, roof your ball, I don't wanna play

Yeah, you ain't ever seein' that again

No, I roof your ball, I don't wanna play

Yeah, no

Kiss it goodbye

Kiss it goodbye

Killin' me Smalls

Kiss it goodbye