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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Benjamin Eggleton
Songwriter
Kyal Diy
Songwriter
Michael Burton
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yea
I turned a passion into a career
People would rather complain about me
And not looking at the one in the mirror
when you the rise
And when you elevate
So many haters appear
But I ain't got nothing to fear
Foot on the gas
I'm switching the gear
Fully focused
And I'm making it clear
That ain't hitting the breaks
I Don't need any feedback
You can keep that
I ain't play it safe
Wanna advance
You gotta stay out the grass
Don't ever play with the snakes
People that smile in your face
And celebrate
When you make a mistake
Now I can see it a mile away
I really dont have the time of day
They hoping to bring me down
It might not be easy but they'll try to find a way
Its aint the fame
Im tryin to chase
But im pursuing it all
Waking up early plan on the vision
I treat this like doing a job
You getting mad your life
But you say that you are the boss
Pointing the finger at everybody
But u cant admit you are the prob
When you got a dream they gon laugh
Had to go make my own path
Steady building up my confidence
My happiness make em so mad
Ey
They been attemptin' reachin the heights I did
Man I wish them well
They got my name in their mouths but I don't know theirs
It don't ring no bells
I can't be around no man with their backs to their dreams
Cos we just don't gel
They stuck in their spot don't know why they lookin' at me
Gotta look after yourself
I'm a businessman gotta keep it cordial
Awful things that I heard from them
No I can't daudle life ain't normal
No time for half hearted friends
Fuck that we ain't making amends
Yeah the hating thing been a trend
These men are sheep
These men are cattle
Keepin' it G
Can't get me rattled
Still on job not smellin' the flowers
Man's not stopped that's 24 hours
You got one shot now don't be a coward
I get that job then I hit my accountant
They try knock me down on my last legs
They can never ever let my heart rest
Me making it out the darkness
No handouts for the kid
My run been dangerous
I got hits on the way wanna stay for this
All that this half baked what a blatant miss
Man I'm so way past these hatin' kids
Let me squeeze man like it's nursery
They some funny guys Ron Burgendy
Fit bullet proof no hurtin' me
Man this beef shit is so tertiary
Cos it's money first and then it's music second
Why these brother's gossiping their adolescents
When it's pen to paper that's my fuckin' weapon
If you stop the hatin' you might learn a lesson
Like damn
BiPolaRex been the man
Riding my wave whilst you took the sand
Every L was part of the plan
I had to learn to make it where I am
Some things never change
Like the people tryna talk my name
Like the fact that I'm a heavyweight
Matter of fact I'm tryna run the game
And that talkin' shit is just fuel
My old friends think we're still cool
I just observe then play the fool
Calculate then make the move (move)
Move (move) OK
Calculate then make the move
I'm gettin back into the groove
I doubt I'll see you brothers soon
I just observe then play the fool
Calculate then make my move
Writer(s): Daniel Eggleton
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