Letras
Oh, I don't know if I can make it through this
No other way around it, just gotta keep it pushing
Oh, I don't know, there's something different 'bout it
Can't put my finger on it, just know I wouldn't doubt it
Put us in your top 10, yeah
Find me like I'm Kyrie out in Boston
I'm back to win, oh beg your pardon
Had my wins, I had my losses
So don't say that I'm a novice, whoa
Made an album in a day from a state so cold
Ride around, they know my name in every place we go
This is for the youngins and the old cats
New school, still feeling like a throwback
We never lose, you shoulda known that
That we the dopest in New England, homie it's not a secret
Lookin' at our numbers, you ain't seeing what I'm seeing
Wishing I would plummet and I haven't reached my peak yet
This what I dreamed on my swing set
Oh, I don't know if I can make it through this
No other way around it, just gotta keep it pushing
Oh, I don't know, there's something different 'bout it
Can't put my finger on it, just know I wouldn't doubt it
24 Hours, time is slipping, bring the hitters in
Came in different chariots, still made the track to kill the game
Illest village with the Mona Lisa
Paint the image, never fit the frame
Firefox, Mozilla, throwing heaters every inning, plain and simple
Now it's only the beginning, roll the credits in
Going through the motions and it's evident
Everyday a war, I'm with some veterans
If you hating, get a friend
Piece of shit, you smelling what I'm stepping in?
Ha, about to be sleeping, they made a couch of me
Momma call me son 'cause I'm bright in you and the house of me
Rising in every hour, we humans, so let me shower thee
Mentality that life is sweet, I'm courage, never cowardly, dawg
Oh, I don't know if I can make it through this
No other way around it, just gotta keep it pushing
Oh, I don't know, there's something different 'bout it
Can't put my finger on it, just know I wouldn't doubt it
Before I made IV, I was up all night, someone get an IV
Since I was 11, Boston Kyrie
In the basement by Lien's, dank after the P
Bro, I call that my team, someone get the Visine
I crossed the pylon, my highlight reel, remember when I'm gone
I leave my mark like Sanchez did it
You butt fumbled the mic, I passed my time limit
Bro, I'm still here
24 Hours long, 10 songs, been strong
Still ill like Kim Jong, J spent, oh
Something different 'bout it, go and text your friends
You can't put your finger on it like electric fence, I don't know
Oh, I don't know if I can make it through this
No other way around it, just gotta keep it pushing
Oh, I don't know, there's something different 'bout it
Can't put my finger on it, just know I wouldn't doubt it