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I been putting in work
Can't lie
Man I need me a vacation
Right now
But the money come first
I jugg
I grind
I swerve
All of these days
Become a blur
Flashbacks of the coldest nights
Red in the my eyes
Back on the curb
I swear those nights
Were the worst
Uh
I been putting in work
Can't lie
Man I need me a vacation
Right now
But the money come first
I jugg
I grind
I swerve
All of these days
Become a blur
Flashbacks of the coldest nights
Red in the my eyes
Back on the curb
I swear those nights
Were the worst
Look
I know my futures bright
But I still can't seem to forget
What the flats
In the ends smell like
The scent of a sinical life
Smell death in the air
Got death in my sight
Darkness in a mans eyes
Don't get caught up for your pride
The voulchers are ready to slide
Look
Any day
Any time
On foot
Or on bikes
The youngers will definitely glide
Younger than you
Younger than I
The olders are grooming the youtes
Come like we're stuck in a loop
Come let me show you the truth
My brudda
You can be anything you want
Ain't gotta be a bad boy
Or a shotter
Seek the lord
Watch your flesh get bun up
Lean on him when that sin try run up
Elohim I give praise and honour
Yes
Came a long way from a runner
Giving me a run for my money oh please
Better run me
Number one in the scene
Cos I'm coming
For the belly
And spleen
This pen
Damage apendicts
If I said it with chest
Then I meant it
pain with the gospel
I blend it
Perfect mixture
Trust me it's splendid
From the start
All the way to the ending
Got pace
In this race I'm jetting
Now my broken hearts
Been mended
Ready for new heights
I'm ascending
Watch how I send it
I been putting in work
Can't lie
Man I need me a vacation
Right now
But the money come first
I jugg
I grind
I swerve
All of these days
Become a blur
Flashbacks of the coldest nights
Red in the my eyes
Back on the curb
I swear those nights
Were the worst
I see how you run from the truth
Hear me on a tune
Then swallow your pride
Real spit
When you hear KC rhyme
If I hear those lies
Ima cut them ties
Heard how I flow so nice
But wanna deny
Don't worry
I been there too
Come see me In the booth
No conspiracy
Just speaking the truth
I'm In my element
From way back
Been telling 'em
Never had bread for the shoots
Now I shout loomz
And 5Five2
My Bruce
Legendary moves
Uh
Came from the dirty roots
Embraced it
Could call me a recluse
Come get a glimpse of
What It produced
Oh lord
Im glad to hear the good news
I'm landing
Could've been me on the landing
Tracky
With the longest shank in
God showed me mercy
Gotta thank him
You should see the sword
That I brandish now
Leather grip
It come golden brown
Typa sword
To lick pagans down
I conquer wid it
And take my
Ima take my crown
Like
I been putting in work
Can't lie
Man I need me a vacation
Right now
But the money come first
I jugg
I grind
I swerve
All of these days
Become a blur
Flashbacks of the coldest nights
Red in the my eyes
Back on the curb
I swear those nights
Were the worst
Like
I been putting in work
Can't lie
Man I need me a vacation
Right now
But the money come first
I jugg
I grind
I swerve
All of these days
Become a blur
Flashbacks of the coldest nights
Red in the my eyes
Back on the curb
I swear those nights
Were the worst