Top Songs By Apollo Rai
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin KeyMoy Rhooms
Songwriter
Greggory Brown
Songwriter
Lyrics
Closer
Closer to glory
Closer, closer
This could be the story
Woah
No more worries
No more struggling
Closer to glory
After all I did
Shine like stars up in the night time
Rolls cullinan prime time
DnD on the freeway
Shorty blowing my hotline
BRB g I need space
Separate from the bad vibes
I see best in the bad times
Never rushing to flatline
Thats all
I always listen my heart
Emotions is not involved
If we gearing for war
That's raw
When I'm long stroking my broad
My conversations is short
If money not in the talks
No long talking
Temper shortened
My sushi fed with sticks
Chop shit, chick tempura
Different aura
I'm a different sort of
Self made nigga
I'm my own employer
Nigga preach
I wear the pain on my sleeve
Blood stains on my tee
My hands reeking of bleach
Ah
I cut the snakes from my team
I'm tired of feeling depleted
My veins free of the leeches
Closer to glory
Closer, closer
This could be the story
Woah
No more worries
No more struggling
Closer to glory
After all I did
After all I did
Writer(s): Justin Rhooms
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