LYRIC

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Ima tell ya what I ain’t worried bout
Another nigga with a hurried mouth
Ain’t even thinkin bout it, just running lip
It’s a marathon, not a sprint – marinate
Or turn your nose like a simp if you care to hate
When you see my name on that blimp you can share the shade
Peace signs high enough to resonate 
I dont get ready i stay ready to set it straight 
Pray heavy, I really ain’t tryna decimate
I’d rather work it out, leave us both in better shape
More time- that’s something I gotta dedicate 
Just a young 20 sum, I got selfish ways
Still coming with 4 hands and 3 feet 
Niggas couldn’t see me if I starred on tv
Clean the dick up nice, she a neat freak
Playing with it in the whip, just a sneak peek
Better things to come gotta believe that
Give em food for thought and they’ll give you feedback
Invest beyond a weed sack
And yeah its your journey but its Gods plan, you should read that 
Well Swain why you gotta preach rap?
Listen I done learned the hard way, I’m just tryna help you leap that 
You could skip the bullshit or try it out
But that’s a silver spoon servicing a dying mouth
I’m tryna live with a little more passion
Keep sharpening iron: I’m doing fine
And really I aint tryna be saying trying all the time
Ain’t no attempts boyn we really on the grind 24/7
There ain’t no heaven for a sinner from the bottom of the map
Keep em running to that old reverend 
Gotcha soul sweating cause ya know its getting hotter by the second, minute hour
24/7
There ain’t no heaven for a sinner from the bottom of the map
Keep em running to that old reverend
Gotcha soul sweating cause ya know its getting hotter by the second 
Can you feel that?

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  1. Margaret

    October 21, 2021 at 10:28 pm

    Someone remembers when this song came out and it was at every party, it was a good time

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