Jay Park - Trill feat. Dok2

I’m a greater bad boy than Big Bang, a greater trouble maker than Hyuna
I do what I want but still I’m making paper
It’s AOM & 1llie, mothafuck them haters
Team Seattle to Seoul, we here to battle you hoes
Flows be sharp like razors (wow)

I’m ignorant when I spend money, watch me succeeding
Or hide, I beat them all
One of my fingers is more famous than you
Everyone has a lot to say about any trivial thing I do
Even if my album is rated 19+ I sell 100,000 copies (bitch)

I do music in the underground while getting the popularity of an idol
When I turn up, the agencies’ C.E.O.s get uneasy
They see me as a bad boy because I don’t put up a pretense
If you don’t like me, screw you! Fuck you!

I don’t care what you think
Even if you insult me like shit
I don’t take it to heart at all and smile,
watching the numbers in my bankbook increase

Yeong, yeong, yeong, yeong, zero, zero, zero
Without any effort at all, almost as if I was asleep, I broke all records

#Better make way for the realest in the buildin’
(Yea muh’fucka boy you know I keep it trill)
You keep it one hunnit boy, I keep it one trillion
(I keep it trill yeah, I keep it trill)

I’m addicted to winnin’ boy, you know I never lose
No bitches in my circle only bosses in my crew
So you better make way for the realest in the buildin’
(I keep it trill, yeah I keep it trill)

'Bout hunnit racks on my whole body
Man I don’t know, even maybe more
I’m the illest ‘round here shawty
I do it big, yeah them ladies know

I always look forward to tomorrow
And go ‘all in’ for my future
When you get help from your agency
we’re concerned about the future

It’s like
Art of Movement and Illionaire
Who wins in this era?
We’ll properly show you who, so look forward to it

So turnt up, burnt up, I’m always going higher up, suddenly
I get up and run, I don’t breathe hard, I put you
behind again, catch me if you can muh’fucka
You can never beat me at this rap

I step on your head which is always a nuisance and I go up, ramming your head into the ground
Enthusiasm, shut the fuck up, I’m confident no matter where I go
My life is good, LG, ambition bigger than Samsung
The stage and screams, and one mic, your time’s up

#Better make way for the realest in the buildin’
(Yea muh’fucka boy you know I keep it trill)
You keep it one hunnit boy, I keep it one trillion
(I keep it trill yeah, I keep it trill)

I’m addicted to winnin’ boy, you know I never lose
No bitches in my circle only bosses in my crew
So you better make way for the realest in the buildin’
(I keep it trill, yeah I keep it trill)

Boy it’s AOM and 1llie, mothafuck yah feelin’s
If you fuckin’ with the movement Illionaire Gang, Art of Movement, hands up to the ceilin’
Yeah we f’nna make some millions, so boss we C.E.O. chillin
My ball and chain is the game, sonnin’ rappers, Al Bundy so I’m married… with children

I don’t give a fuck boy, I’m f’nna keep it buck here live from Seoul city
Change ya names to Curtis Jackson man you prolly keep it 50
Rap and produce my own albums so I’m Biggie and Diddy
Runnin’ circles round you other rappers prolly getting’ dizzy (oh no)

I don’t need a gun to bust, I’ll bust on a mic
Bust on ya chick if she like all through the night
Bust on the floor, B-Boy live that breaklife
Everyday I’m Jeremih so it’s always cake time

Gotta put food in our mouths and a roof above our heads
So everyday I grind and I grind
till my heart stops beatin’ in my chest
I’m gone!!