Industry Music ft. Tucker Maxwell Lyrics

This ain't no industry music I hit his bitch and he lose it

I beat it up and abuse it she had to choose it

She like how I rap she fuck with my music

I am the best but I gotta prove it

Stars on the roof she fuckin with cupid

Said he want beef I told him let's do it

Put him six feet he rockin that head stone his head gone

This ain't no industry music I hit his bitch and he lose it

I beat it up and abuse it she had to choose it

She like how I rap she fuck with my music

I am the best but I gotta prove it

Stars on the roof she fuckin with cupid

Said he want beef I told him let's do it

Put him six feet he rockin that head stone his head gone

This ain't no industry music

She say she like how I do it

Giving me brain like I'm stupid

Shots to the head now he clueless

Nah I can't trust em they foolish

Nah I can't love you I'm ruthless

Know that I'm honest

Diamonds they fallin

They drip off my collar

Im walking and sippin the wock like it's water

I'm ballin no coach like a Carter

Don't roll with the starters

The flow getting hotter and hotter

Like word to your daughter

She thought I was callin

But honestly I wanna rock with her friend

Hop in the Benz

Copping New watch it don't tick it don't tock like a trend

Blinding but how does my wrist look?

Stick with the stick like I'm Nick Brooks ya

yah yah

Shout out my brother that's Tucker

I love that bitch but don't trust her

I hit that bitch with no rubber

Act like a player I do it for cover

Heart in my hands I'll never recover

I'm covered in blood these cars are forever

Can't wife up no hoe Im stacking my cheddar

Bro hit my phone he told me do better

This ain't no industry music I hit his bitch and he lose it

I beat it up and abuse it she had to choose it

She like how I rap she fuck with my music

I am the best but I gotta prove it

Stars on the roof she fuckin with cupid

Said he want beef I told him let's do it

Put him six feet he rockin that head stone his head gone

I love my brothers we stick with each other

We slidin like butter n he gotta cutta

But he gone do nada he runnin in Prada

Hakuna matata we swing like Gelada

We out

If I hear him I'm knockin him out

I wan't respect don't care bout the clout

I rock the drip while they in a drought

Drip Drip Drip Yuh

Hop on a boat and a jetski

They know I'm colder than Gretzky

Girl on the phone wanna text me

They come around when I'm flexing

I'm teaching you lil bros a lesson

I'm preaching the word like the reverend

They reach for the stars talk about cars

Didn't get far caught in the dark

Sending em all up to heaven

We send them to heaven they learnin they lesson

His bitch is undressing I know that he stressing

I keep on forgettin that life is a blessing

Cuz heartbreak depressin yuh

I live in the past but the money is present

She given me brain just know it was pleasant

If he gone snitch then kill the defendant

Ice on my chain just look at the pendant

This ain't no industry music I hit his bitch and he lose it

I beat it up and abuse it she had to choose it

She like how I rap she fuck with my music

I am the best but I gotta prove it

Stars on the roof she fuckin with cupid

Said he want beef I told him let's do it

Put him six feet he rockin that head stone his head gone