Lyrics

How do you feel what side of the storm the rain is on You must be so excited now that the pain is gone Soon as I lan I come up wit the Master P This aint no make believe dive into my head you'll just have to see I cannot lose control I am on cruise control Hop out the dodge im dodging hoes You know its a lot of those Sometimes I feel like my mission impossible my time gone cruise fasho ay oh ay Two desert eagles all gold feeling like lloyd banks Always felt like I had to hit the bullseye so I never sipped drank Only come to me wit checks I really been up in the gym see I know how to flex Really got brothers in it they might just come hit you wit techs All I gotta do is send out a text Snap em back to past no mitchel and ness Flip like its acrobatics till I rest How many times I gotta say im the best I prove to myself but I need y'all confession I just wanna be heard nothing more nothing less No room for my breath I feel so compressed Upgraded the twenty eight come check the specs Im acing your course you cant put me thru tests You showing up late its prolly nothing left You tripped over my tracks its prolly how I step You tripped over my tracks its prolly how I step You tripped over my tracks its prolly how I step
Writer(s): Brandon Rode Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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