Texty

On "Lunch By The Sea", Connor Clement speaks about His time playing college baseball in Kentucky The ups and downs of that season, and how that year Really molded him as an adult. I spent a nice, couple nights out in Louisville Focused on the cash Not material things Use it as a tool Rural Kentucky, it had it's dreams, it had it's nightmares I swear I can feel the regrets Haunting me like it's a night terror I Remember this dame She downing it all, risking it right here Now that I'm paid I want a mulsanne, not settling for Daimler Women are sly, niggas be lying Killing the beat is tiring Condo in Lisbon the dream Lunch by the sea, call it an early retirement The game has changed The book is different You Gotta get aggressive if you wanna get it I can show you a route How to stack it up, a plan to a first million A hundred thousand used to be a little bit But now it's nothing Especially if you wanna compete With niggas and you wanna stunt it I wanna ice out Wanna put something around my neck I wanna show it out Wanna prove myself Command respect Couple takeaways Go find niggas, who wanna be the best Realize in this life, you gotta go through it all You Can't skip steps I know That This life's cold But I'm finding a way Look here, Baby that's fear, and it's fleeing my face I got What they didn't And I'm Focused through pain Nah it ain't the same Nah it ain't the same Yo sometimes, sometimes Life just punches you in the mouth You know? It's about how you get back It's about how you hit back And it's about how you get after it after that I know this life's cold But I'm finding a way Look here baby, that's fear and it's fleeing my face I got what they didn't and I'm focused through pain Nah it ain't the same Nah it ain't the same
Writer(s): Connor Bradley Anderson, James Weinfurtner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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