Untouched - Emilio Rojas

Listen, I ain’t concerned with the shine

I make ‘em work, I make ‘em earn it and grind

Been flirting with dimes and smirking get a curve in they spine

Where they determine your worth and where you furniture buy

I pull strings to get ‘em open like a vertical blind

The world has been mine for half my life, we all are acting like average

The only standard you after from all that crap you write

I’m in the rafters and I’m after height

Grabbing at success will be what separates investing from a sacrifice

I’m living handsomely, women slipping they hands on me

So go ahead and diss me, then I’mma get you financially

Miss me until you with me and then you be hardly standing me

Friends turning they back on me then calling me family

And my necessity lately is living recklessly

Ladies is sitting next to me, aching to get to neck with me

They ain’t change and they writing checks, they make wages

Begging me to bite on they necks like they some fang bangers

We ain’t strangers but I know the game and they dull the pain

Chasing paper like it’s Novocain, I don’t know they names

They my Jane Does and they only calling when I put my money in them

Like a payphone, pesos is way low, lower than they should have been

I will never settle when I’m knowing what I could have been

Yeah, I keep on pushing it to get right and I bring it out you fucking bitches

Like a mid-wife, you need to get a grip alright?

I put that work, make ‘em, make ‘em earn it

I don’t give away my respect, I make ‘em earn it

And I stay fly from my sneakers to my shirt

And when I pass by, younging keeping heads turning

Make ‘em earn it, nothing is for free, make ‘em earn it, nothing is for free

And I stay fly from my sneakers to my shirt

And I don’t give away my respect, I make ‘em earn it

Emili is a killer of a mother loving drum

And the city where I’m from, it ain’t nothing but a slum

So you know I gotta decompress, yeah, I gotta be the best

And the flows I’m writing, well they’re tighter than a Freakum Dress

Yeah, I don’t believe in stress, I’m into control

The women that I know, they ain’t never been no hoes

Ain’t never been no strippers slipping down on them poles

But they political ‘cause they go down at the polls

I’m something like an activist, younging, I was smashing chicks

They was kinda older like I’m dusting in a graduate

Running every track I hit, you love me ‘cause my fashion sense

And I’m kinda buzzing in the motherfucking passionate

Yeah, I give ‘em something to believe in, way past hellos

Now I love you is the greeting and they really mean it

Got dedicated haters that are judging my achievements

I hustle while you motherfuckers sleep in, I’m beasting