AB – Pit Not The Palace (Audio, Lyrics)

Antonio Brown aka AB unveils a piece of new music titled “Pit Not The Palace”. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy, mp3 download.

Ab Pit Not The Palace

Antonio Brown has officially released his new rap single after storming off the field during the third quarter of Sunday night’s game, ripping off his jersey and quitting the Tampa Bay Buccaneers mid-game. Tampa coach Bruce Arians confirmed that Brown was no longer a member of the team during a post-game presser, saying, “He is no longer a Buc. That’s the end of the story.”

Much to the surprise of absolutely nobody, Brown is looking to capitalize off this situation with the release of his new rap single “Pit Not The Palace,” which does not directly reference the events on Sunday night. Instead, Brown spends two-minutes flexing about his lavish lifestyle. Fans aren’t sure how to feel about this one, especially if Brown’s outburst was simply to promote his new record.

AB – Pit Not The Palace

Lyrics

[Intro]
AB
Man, I’ve been sittin’ back waiting for the moment
Man, to see you run down the field again, brother
I told you from day one, this was gon’ be a tough move
You made it
You’ve came through the fire
Be ready to see the light (Ayy)
[?] wait for you to be back

[Chorus]
I’m from the pit not the palace, I’m kinda stylish
Lifestyle lavish
Jump in the coupe with no mileage
Run it, style it
I’m from the pit not the palace
I gotta run it, style it (Ah)
Hit on the gas, make it growl it (Ah)
Jump in the coupe with no mileage

[Verse]
Came from the struggle
I had to hustle
Get out the muzzle, this is no tussle
I don’t gotta touch you
I get the B, I make it bubble
This is tough
Fresh out the pavement
They bring the pain, I bring the payment
Throw in the hey, this in [?]
I told you from day one, this was gon’ be a tough move

[Chorus]
I’m from the pit not the palace, I’m kinda stylish
Lifestyle lavish
Jump in the coupe with no mileage
Run it, style it
I’m from the pit not the palace
I gotta run it, style it (Ah)
Hit on the gas, make it growl it (Ah)
Jump in the coupe with no mileage

[Outro]
Ayy, AB, man
You having three lil’ boys
And God just gave you another soil, man
You’ve been at the game for over a year
You put up big numbers
But you know the greatest number
[?] young boys
They look up to you more than anybody else
Keep balling, keep working but keep being loved
And love the ones that love you