Letras
Can we go back? This is the moment
Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
So, we put our hands up
Like the ceiling can't hold us
Like the ceiling can't hold us
My posse's been on Broadway, and we did it our way
Grown music, I shed my skin and put all my bones in
Got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style
Money stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds
Can we go back? This is the moment
Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
So, we put our hands up
Like the ceiling can't hold us
Like the ceiling can't hold us
But I do that to pass the torch and put on for my own
Trust me, on my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit, hustlin'
Chasing dreams since I was 14
With the four-track, bussin'
Halfway cross that city with the backpack
Fat cat, crushing labels out here, nah, they can't tell me nothin'
We give that to the people, spread it across the country
Labels out here, nah, they can't tell me nothin'
We give it to the people, now we spread it across the country
Can we go back? This is the moment
Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
So, we put our hands up
Like the ceiling can't hold us
Like the ceiling can't hold us