I went from polishing metal and stones to polishing mixes for my music in other time zones

It’s been way too long since I’ve gone back home

Chasing dreams and losing time with the fam and the bros

Judgement from people that I don’t even know continuously grows

But my rhyme consistently flows

And everyone knows

Constantly taking significant blows

To the bank, but we all know that’s just how it goes

Can’t you see that I’m falling

Feelings keep evolving

Never thought I’d feel this way

I know what you wanna say

Don’t wanna think about

the bad days bad days bad days

Just wanna hear you say

it’s alright alright alright

don’t wanna let you go

Just hold on hold on hold on

Our time is running out

We’ve got to hold each other

Bigger stages, bigger pay, bigger planes, bigger wages, bigger waves, bigger names

Bigger paths that we’ve got to pave

Bigger bricks that we’ve got to lay

Cinnamon Mango and Fi-Né

Bout to break the stage

Global music awards

Knocking on our doors

Slicing up the game with

Katanas and swords

No competition we ain’t fighting a war

Partnerships with local artists and stores

If you don’t support then you getting straight up ignored

Floored

day ones and the bass strengthen my core

Don’t wanna think about

the bad days bad days bad days

Just wanna hear you say

it’s alright alright alright

don’t wanna let you go

Just hold on hold on hold on

Our time is running out

We’ve got to hold each other

Never give up

Always pick up

Never lay down

Always get up

It’ll be alright

We taking flight

The planes are gassed up

Celebrations and

spirits filling up

every last cup

Don’t wanna think about

the bad days bad days bad days

Just wanna hear you say

it’s alright alright alright

don’t wanna let you go

Just hold on hold on hold on

Our time is running out

We’ve got to hold each other