Let's Begin

Let's Begin (Explicit) - Jon Bellion/Roc Marciano/RZA/B.Keyz/Travis Mendes

Lyrics by：Mark Williams/Raul Cubina/Hakim Hardy/Aaron Dales/Mylon Hayde/Travis Mendes/Jonathan Bellion

Composed by：Mark Williams/Raul Cubina/Hakim Hardy/Aaron Dales/Mylon Hayde/Travis Mendes/Jonathan Bellion

Produced by：Aaron 'ys' Dales/Jon Bellion/Mark Williams/Mylon Hayde/Raul "Volta" Cubina

You already know how we came up

Came up

I'm saying it was a real pain in the butt

If there's paper to touch

You may just cut just scraping it up up

Get your trachea cut and then escape in a truck

Smudge a lady makeup bang the 380 wake the baby up

I just came for the weight like a gymnasium

I'm finna spray everything in my radius

Lately my skin been looking radiant

The Mercedes is '80s sent

I have three 6's in my fade like Damian

I'd die before I let the jakes take me in

Babe we everything we say we is facts

My stable of women couldn't fit in the stadium

They sayin' me and Jon Bellion we some aliens

And durags had us looking like Saudi Arabians

Your way miscellaneous we some ladies men

It's Roc Marcberg be the alias

Now let's begin

Was never focused on gettin' bigger just gettin' better

That's why I keep gettin' bigger after every record

Said I got lucky

The last record that y'all was blessed with

Watch me give you sequels

I'm Danny Glover in Lethal Weapon

I let the talent speak volumes

That's why there's different levels

I stopped the flexin' on socials

Corny s**t to impress you

You get too famous then everything in your life is stressful

There's a big difference 'tween being known and being successful

Great grandfather an immigrant from the Naples district

Dirty Guinea crew in the cut call that the true incision

My wife thicker than liquor soaked in Italian biscuits

Cookin' minestron' every Sunday call that a superstition

I left LA just to cook in Brooklyn the winter's reaper

I sleep in Timbs and a Yankee fitted that's just for leisure

I'm really better than everybody pretends to be

So ask the label now why the

F**k would I want an urban feature

I love the song and we really

Wanna know how you made it

Or I could keep all you

Wondering how we been creatin'

It's annoying when cameras catchin' your every statement

And I've had enough of these corny artists that replicate it

Champagne supernovas destroy the morning glory

I'd rather build an oasis sober and thrive at forty

Don't get me wrong I've been celebrating the life before me

But I see the wisdom in moderation for certain stories

When you're afraid to hurt feelings you water down the worth

I'm done pretending your record's great and I'm down to work

Plus I'll be actress and mixed with sociopaths

And when I'm worried about being famous for being down to earth

I spoke with Yahweh he told me Jesus crafted us in

Which means my brother's my brother it don't matter the skin

America needs to watch how they treat his chosen people

But that's for deeper than surface records now let's begin

Begin begin begin begin

Now let's begin

Now let's begin

Foot on the gas foot on your neck

One mansion others gasping for a breath

I'm unclassed capital punishment blast back

What you tumblin' trash rappers who mumblin' for respect

I'm uncheckable wide open the foul technical

Go full press I still glide like Clyde Drexler do

I'm done testin' two times over I'll get the best of you

Better pay attention two eyes open wide when I execute

And I been waiting so long that you asked for this

You try to give me your table scraps

I'ma give you my a*s to kiss

I won't even wait for the dap

You'll get faded right after this

A masochist who ready to face the masses like Catholics

And you can tell the whole school I'm prepped for the glory

In the presence of your professor

Attendance is mandatory

With a weapon freshman semester

You test the mess and get gory

I'm just here to kill the game

Let the messenger tell the story

Now to told the stephen

To mthe vaives

In conections

Any travel in the

Been in the

86 now clouth

For second to spice

Situation no that no get

Speed off run

Now let's begin

Now let's begin

Arms in the sky I'm feeling angel high high high

Funk got me sanctified funk got me sanctified

Sent to the light come save your soul tonight

Night night

Funk got me sanctified

Funk got me sanctified

Funk got me sanctified

Arms in the sky I'm feeling angel high

High high

Funk got me sanctified funk got me sanctified

Sent to the light come save your soul tonight

Funk got me sanctified