LYRICS...
Welcome to the lyrical laboratory. This is an original rap poem written entirely from scratch, crafted in the bold, confident, and high-energy style of Cardi B. These lyrics deliver raw Bronx attitude, sharp punchlines, and uncompromising storytelling. Whether you are a female rapper looking for fierce inspiration, a topliner searching for an aggressive club flow, or simply a fan of modern hip-hop power, feel free to use these bars as a spark for your own creative journey.
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👑 [100% Original Female Rap Lyrics]
Ready to channel your inner Bronx attitude?
🎶 Blast the beat above, channel that fierce Cardi B energy, and practice your flow with the bars below. Don't forget to leave a comment with your feedback!
(Intro)
Look, uh, DJ drop that beat!
Yeah, yeah, Bardi in the building, let's go!
Woo!
(Verse 1)
Started from the bottom, now I’m looking at the view
Every single hater matching outfits with the blue (They sad!)
Used to count pennies, now I’m counting up the racks
Running up my credit, never stepping on the cracks
Life is like a gamble, but I’m holding all the aces
Diamonds on my neck, yeah, we matching different places
They talk behind my back but they smile in my face
I just hit the gas, leave 'em running in the race!
Look, my life is a movie, no script, just the action
Every single move that I make, a reaction
Red bottoms bleeding, yeah, I’m stepping on their necks
Only time I check a clock is when I'm checking on a check! (Bag!)
(Chorus)
This is LYFE, yeah, we live it to the max
Never look back, yeah, we paying all the tax
Got the money, got the power, got the crown on my head
Sleep when I’m dead, count the green in my bed!
This is LYFE, big dreams, big goals
Turning all this pressure into motherf***ing gold
Yeah, they try to slow me down but I’m shifting into drive
Look at me now, man, it's good to be alive!
(Verse 2)
Mama told me get it, so I went and got the bag (Get it!)
Never needed favors, never needed to brag (Nope!)
From the block to the charts, yeah, the glow up is real
Signing seven figures, how you think I'm gonna feel?
They wanted me to fail, wanted me to take a loss
But I stepped up in the room like a motherf***ing boss!
Chinchilla coats when the weather getting freezing
Paparazzi snapping and I don’t even need a reason
I built this from the dirt, now I'm living in the sky
Look me in my eyes, you can never see me cry
Every single scar is a lesson that I learned
Everything I got is the money that I earned!
(Outro)
Yeah, earned, not given!
That’s how I’m living!
Bardi!
Ha, track killed.
Peace!
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