Texty

It feel like the sky is falling down 'Cause I've been flying now I've been flying far away, tryna find a way And they're tryna take me down But my head's in the clouds Nigga, nothing was the same, yeah And they cannot relate And they ju' be that talking I ain't even bothered, I be making profit Working 'til the mornin' Took a couple losses, now I'm on some boss shit They be tryna call me, but I still ignore them Yeah, yeah, yeah This ain't no accident Put in that work, I ain't ask for it You don't even really know the half of it Yeah, there you go talking that jazz again I'm in my bag again, this ain't no accident Everything I got, I deserve Put in that work, I ain't ask for it Been on my ass for this You don't even really know the half of it Cruising, I can't lie, I've been through it I get lost in the music I've been grinding but truly, I'm over tryna prove it I need peace of mind, gettin' no sleep, I'm up all night Tell my niggas, we alright, yeah-yeah There you go talking that trash again This ain't no accident Put in that work, I ain't ask for it You don't even really know the half of it
Writer(s): Lesego Kyle Mnyandu, Modisaotsile Godfrey Mvundla Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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