this one's for my asians out there

Lyrics: 
It's that time of the year
Got red envelopes
Strapped up, hunnid bands
Got red envelopes
Rep the motherland
Chinese bitches on the low
Boy I spit the hottest flow
Bitch I got red envelopes, envelopes

They ain't heard about me, now the word around he
Killing instrumentals, signed it with the devil
How else could he have glow'd up so quickly
The secret is simply practice, all you rappers average
For these copycats I swear I need a patent
I ain't fuck with these fakes tryna be a savage
Ain't no rolling cabbage, I ain't been about it
Gotta keep it straight cuz I been active rapping
Looking at the game, wondering what has happened
It's a beauty pageant lacking talent
All they care about whose pockets fattest
You a starving artist, but I'm famished
So I'm in the kitchen, whipping 'til it's finished
Cooking just for ya'll to listen
Saucing in my writtens, heat it to a million
Got the Sriracha I'm mixing
Cause they always categorized everything I did as Asian
I hated it now I embrace it, you racists now your time is fading
Cause my kinfolk worked on tracks, and now I'm making tracks
Call it innovation, stereotypes I'mma fucking break em
I recall facing discrimination
It's our generation that I see it changing
This the indication

Lemme switch it up, now I'm picking up the pace
Lemme flip it now I'm talking bout my race
I'm just sick of bitches tryna make us integrate
We don't owe you shit just cause we had to immigrate, now we here to stay
It's a motherfucking shame that I feel this way
It's a bubble that I lived in being from the Bay
Now it popped over time, and I'm feeling what it's like
To deal with racism cause my skin ain't white
Man I'm tired of these motherfuckers talking to me different
Just cause our skin don't share the same pigment
We ain't that different
You just benefitting off of being at the top of the business
Heard enough well-wishing, you ain't care about my kinship
I was going overtime while you ain't did shit
Boy I been a witness, all my testimonies are written
Ain't no perjury in my spitting
Do it for the fam from the Bay to Beijing
他们都不知道我会做 a lotta great things
永远不会放弃 the dreams I'm chasing
我一定成功, but I'm so impatient
这个老外都不懂我的文化
Heat it up heat it up, 我的菜加辣
Chase the 二锅头 with a cup of 青岛
Repping SF bay all the way to Hong Kong

All these people assume that I code PC's
The same ones that insist to keep it PC
Don't you see the hypocrisy, such a dichotomy
You don't believe I can be what I wanna be
They been tryna make us break apart
Ridiculed if we don't play our part
We expected to be way more smart
We been treated like some numbers on a chart
I got dreams, and I got ambitions too
People said that rap won't fit for you
They all doubted that I'd ever spit it
Now they know they was wrong from the damn beginning
Boy I love the feeling when you know you're winning
When they all believed that you would hit the ceiling
So if they won't listen then they'll see my vision
Made my mission to work for my future children
Cause there ain't no Asians up in entertainment
We got plenty talent but discrimination
Got Hollywood still living in the past
My TV be the Chinese Exclusion Act
Just you check the Grammys, Emmys, or the Oscars
They all think we better off as being doctors
Don't know why I bother with this rapping
Cause not only ESPN don't want chinks in the armor

Red Envelopes (prod. Leeway)

dj alter ego @dj5spice

LEEWAY is a rapper blending contemporary hip-hop with textures from jazz, soul, and funk. With an introspective approach to songwriting layered with cinematic soundscapes, his music offers honest reflections on identity, emotional growth, and personal transformation.

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