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Intro: Beenzino)
It’s Illionaire
Now we here
Let me start it over
Okay
Verse 1: Beenzino)
The third-class rappers who talk bad about me behind my back, listen up
Your failure is not my fault, it’s not my fault!
No matter what others do, not to waste one’s time on cursing at them,
that is the condition to join a crew that earns 100 million a month
The bastards who predict my failure, shut your mouth
and take that Dali, Van and Picasso
Out of those who have smelled my money,
98% are acting close to me only now, kissing my ass
Under or over, where the fuck you at?
He’s an undercover man that wants to become over ((By ‘becoming over’ he is probably referring to becoming a mainstream artist.))
And someone else is over but can’t get popular
but I’m over the over without no fuckin promotion man
Shit, it’s all finished, the game is already over
You’re all beneath my feet, feel my fuckin footjob ((I don’t think he knows what footjob means … or he’s just using it incorrectly on purpose.))
Shit, your old-fashioned taste is incurable
Your rap and your clothes too, so sleep tight, sleep well
Verse 2: Dok2)
I started in a trailer and I’ve done well until here
hustle harder, go harder
Although I don’t how far and where I will go, I chase after my dreams, Dreamchasers, Meek Milly
Yeah I’m talkin’ bout big milli, that real dealy, I’m the illy
I be killin’ em hoes, serial killer
If you don’t have the confidence to do it properly, keep your mouth shut and go home man
I only chose to go the way they told me not to go and did the things they told me not to do
and succeeded, I only stuck to one path by the Illionaire way
I’m not in a rush, whatever I do has its own time
If there’s always something lost, there is always another thing gained afterward
We here boy, we do it real boy
Them signz up and finger fuck them pussies ill boy
We still goin hard, chains worth 100 million around my neck and a ring
Beyond South Korea, I came to Asia, United States, and even Europe
Last year I made 500 million and this year I’m headed towards 1 billion
You can’t stop me, Illionaire ain’t stopping
Verse 3: The Quiett)
The Quiett, Gonzo & Zino, we the ILLIONAIRE
Young hustlers for life, we gotta declare
We here, been trill, 3 years
What made us are blood, sweat & tears
This game that I wanted to survive in the beginning
gave me a lot of things. Stuff like ‘impossible’
is just meaningless to me, I rested too much, damn
I’m going to go stronger, motherfucker
Who is better off than us? Whoa!
Those bastards are all just talk
Wussup bitches, kiss the ring for the don dada ((Don dada means the biggest pimp or player.))
I’m resembling my heroes more and more
Pac, Biggie, Nas, Jay Z, in Korea Tiger JK
Or MC Meta, those are the seonbaes who got me here
Can’t forget Double D, they were the hyeongs
who let Double T in on their track first, okay
Now I don’t have time to look back, I don’t have any time
I’m still a dreamer and a hustler wit a muffler yeah
I’ve been waiting for this moment
What I want to say more than anything else right now is
I came from the bottom now I’m back on my grind
Mind on my fuggin money, money on my mind
Even if you bastards die you wouldn’t know
that I went from G-Shock to Rolex, you just pester your mom for stuff
And I did my time, I’m back again
I stood on stage in yesterday’s dream
The fans who waited for me,
thank you & sorry for the scandal
I don’t have a choice, this is my path
Even though I don’t even have any big plans, this is forever the Illionaire way
I saw my fate with my own eyes
We here
