Lyrics

I be out here on a journey full of victories and losses Princesses and bosses Crooked roads and wicked courses My forces are my forces This one goes out to you who's trying to figure out what yours is Money is an adjective, the world is just a mall Steady stacking karma from the winter to the fall Keep ambitions really high and my circle really small Rep my team untill I'm graffiti on the wall Good Guys, what up Turning down more champagne They looking at me like man, that's a damn shame And there's always an occasion I'm always on my job and every nights a celebration So I do it for my city, I do it for my city And no matter where I go you know I always bring it with me Getting gritty on the midi, man, I did this on my own And they trying to make me need em when I don't, tell em suckers that we Came a long way from the bottom I just want the people that I'm with to know I got 'em Tell me If you love something, then this is your anthem This is your anthem, this is your anthem That I really love some things about us Said that I really love some things, I really love some things I really love some things about us Said that I really love some things, I really love some things This is for the good guys, the haters and the lovers The babies and they mothers, my baby and my brothers Who gonna stop me, tell em who gonna stop me Man I tried telling the truth, so now they say I'm getting cocky Sitting court-side to the game, you can't get these seats I been balling balling balling, I ain't kept receipts Man I raised your children, and I swept these streets Rolling rolling rolling, I ain't slept in weeks Fjords in my vanes, songs in my brain Writing raps where Grieg sat, all that remains Is the songs that we sing, there's no pausing this game Sweaty tears, it's not all just applause andains They keep saying don't forget where you came from I'm the same one, I'm just going places that you can't come Point out the distance, they talk but never listen I'm not trying to make an album, I'm trying to make a difference, and we And I'm blowing all this green For the team, for the city, for the dream Yeah Get on every single screen For the team, for the city, for the dream Yeah Little boy, stay clean For the team, for the city, for the dream Yeah Baby girl, you'll be a queen For the team, for the city, for the dream
Writer(s): Peder LosnegÄrd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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