Chant (feat. Marvin Moore Jr.)
Living life like it sucks
So I’m tryna shake it up
Everybody chasing cash
Here’s somebody chasing dust
Hoping this hour glass
Don’t tower fast
Man I’m comfortable waking up
Knowing it won’t last
I’mma progress
Till I’m bumping this tape on a island
And my momma can pay for retirement
I know all of this ain’t a requirement
But I got what it takes so I’m trying it
My assumption mistaken for blindness why is it
Matter of fact I need blinders I get
So distracted I try to fight it
But I’m back on my grind
I’m finding
All of this passion inside
it’s vibrant
Young nigga rapping there’s
fire inside him
Every second of this flow is heaven
Had me thinking I died when writing
Every second nigga no exception
Gotta make sure these rhymes
are timeless
What I wanna do is what I’m gonna do
I Never get tired of trying it
I decided
If I fall and I lose it all
Man I’ll pick it back up on my way down
Push me down and I lose the crown
Man I’ll lift it back up on my way down
Huh tell me what you say now
Getting money that’s the wave now
Promise that I never stay down
I get back up on my way down
I get back up on my way down
I get back up on my way down
Push me down and I lose the crown man I’ll lift it back up on my way down
Huh tell me what you say now
Getting money that’s the wave now
Promise that I never stay down
I get back up on my way down
I get back up on my way down
Hit me then you’ll see a great smile
I mean look at my resume
A whole new pedigree
Haters they better stay 8 miles away
Cause I’m tryna cop a spot
So paranoid I might Papa Doc
And hate is contagious so it gots to stop
I ain’t got time to be stressing over what you not
Go to a whole nother level when I stop and jock these opps and cops they tripping over how I be
How I walk in the building with no ID
Steal all of the girls then show my teeth
And when I sing girls freeze cause I’m so icy
I got a thing for the queens who don’t like me
No ice rink the flow might be the best thing since rolled ice cream And yo white Tee
And I put it in they’re ear that’s called flavor big paper I savor err day
Never give a ear to no hater we major you slave for err wage
While we was on that long independent grind
You was taking shortcuts never crossed the line
I fought for mine saw mountains that I’d often climb
Asf tell him how you live when you’re in your prime
If I fall and I lose it all
Man I’ll pick it back up on my way down
Push me down and I lose the crown man I’ll lift it back up on my way down
Huh tell me what you say now
Getting money that’s the wave now
Promise that I never stay down
I get back up on my way down
I get back up on my way down
I get back up on my way down
Push me down and I lose the crown man I’ll lift it back up on my way down
Huh tell me what you say now
Getting money that’s the wave now
Promise that I never stay down
I get back up on my way down