Video The Line de Akintoye 2025 Rap Lyrics

Akintoye - The Line Lyrics

Chorus:
Running round town in a loop, Never ride with a mob or a group. Dolo like-
Never had a shot in the booth
Till I took a couple shots of the truth
Put a couple red stripes and a cot on the roof
Come alive at bed time, With a cup of red wine, And a -
*spit*
Spit take
When it’s time to produce
Still a bit risqué for the genre
But who finna get up out the line?
I go zero to 14 quick
I’ll level with ya
Need to get up out the line
Tried to chase him off
And make him walk the wrong way
Lazy talks remain involved beyond fatе. Claim he raw but based it off the wrong platе. Get up out the line
Verse 1:
Dog nigga with the heat like Entei
Too bold
Bring smoke for the sensei
Few quotes too bolstered to maintain, So I let em doze off like the rent paid
Then climb back for battle
Snakes coming to attack the mantle. (Oh shit)
Creep low and detach the rattle
(Oh shit)
Weak foes never snap the ladder, Looking through peepholes
With a stack of chatter
For a few free clothes
What a laughing matter. (Uh)
Wackest magic (Uh), Lacking manna (Uh)
Watch ya tone
You never tracked the data
They gon
Shake ya hand and get to laughing after
I been entering a new phase
Might lose a shoe lace or two
Bass kicking when I push the loop (aye)
The moves late
Enter and peruse the room
Lame niggas want to win until they lose to you
Same niggas wanna hang just to taste what you taste. A few case studies on the record for me
I’m in position that they never could be
I make a moment in a minute and cement that shit irrevocably. Draw
Chorus:
Running round town in a loop, Never ride with a mob or a group. Dolo like-
Never had a shot in the booth
Till I took a couple shots of the truth
Put a couple red stripes and a cot on the roof, Come alive at bed time
With a cup of red wine
And a *spit* spit take
When it’s time to produce
Still a bit risqué for the genre
But who finna get up out the line?
I go zero to 14 quick
I’ll level with ya
Need to get up out the line
Tried to chase him off
And make him walk the wrong way
Lazy talks remain involved beyond fate. Claim he raw but based it off the wrong plate. Get up out the line
Verse 2:
I just left the party, I can feel it
They beyond fake

Hit the session late and getting wilder than Deontae
I just left the party, I can feel it
They beyond fake
Play that shit again, Hit record
That shit picante
Chorus:
Running round town in a loop, Never ride with a mob or a group. Do-
Get up out the line
Never had a shot in the booth
Till I took a couple shots of the truth
Put a couple red stripes and a cot on the roof, Come alive at bed time
With a cup of red wine
And a *spit* spit take
When it’s time to produce
Still a bit risqué for the genre
But who finna get up out the line?