Текст песни
This what real men made of, time to separate
Said I do to the game but I ain't get no wedding cake
Feet off ground, it looking like he levitate
Can't clean up your problems, look at the mess you made
I cut off chords, I cleaned my spirit, celibate
Hate don't stop, just fuel to fire, I excelerate
Do my dance in rain, still Pop champagne, I celebrate
No it's not a race but I'm still in first not second place
Feelings in my body, sometimes let 'em go
Hit record on tracks and I let 'em flow
Life might go in circles like a rodeo
But you still got to have fun like it's a marry go
Solely focused on abundance
Don't care if I'm tired I'm still 100 miles and running
I broke curses now it feel like I been timeline jumping
Descendants come from Canaan land, I knew when I was in Thomson
Descendants come from Canaan land
Had to save myself no one came to get me
Always had faith even when times was iffy
I only show love so why I feel envy
Now I don't let it get close to me no more
This what real men made of, time to separate
Said I do to the game but I ain't get no wedding cake
Feet off ground, it looking like he levitate
Can't clean up your problems, look at the mess you made
I cut off chords, I cleaned my spirit, celibate
Hate don't stop, just fuel to fire, I excelerate
Do my dance in rain, still Pop champagne, I celebrate
No it's not a race but I'm still in first not second place
Overstepping all of them
High vert jump over fence
Drop top coup, grey colored Benz
Stay cool, two scoop like an ice cream cone
It's like they hang off cliff
They nervous bout my every move, I got em in suspense
Focus on what's important now, if not no time get spent
This little light of mine it shine, I make sure that it's lit
Can't copy moves, won't work for you if you don't take every step
Take advantage of every moment and make sure you take breaths
This what real men made of, time to separate
Said I do to the game but I ain't get no wedding cake
Feet off ground, it looking like he levitate
Can't clean up your problems, look at the mess you made
I cut off chords, I cleaned my spirit, celibate
Hate don't stop, just fuel to fire, I excelerate
Do my dance in rain, still Pop champagne, I celebrate
No it's not a race but I'm still in first not second place