Testo Intuitive - Chase Martin
Testo della canzone Intuitive (Chase Martin), tratta dall'album Off and Running - EP
Broke as the fuck still, I need a way to get bread
'Cause I don't get paid on the first of the month, still
Doing my thing, I ain't new to the game, I stay true to it
I know what's next; I'm too intuitive
I see the future, if you did too then you'd be lucrative
Back then, they asked, "who the kid?"
And I ain't mad at 'em but now they know so don't be asking again
I'm Batman on the grill, you're just a flash in the pan
Whole life been shit and had to wipe with my hand
So I learned fast, hit the gas quick and blow past
A lack of motivation, just needed a kick to the ass and finally got one
Had to realize what'd be the outcome
If I just said fuck it and quit
End up proving all the people right who told me I would never be shit
That's why I'm grinding 'till I'm dead as a bitch
Life feeling like a dream, now I'm hoping that I never get pinched
I'm getting better, though, it's inch by inch
Every record that I write, they like and can't wait for the next
I do the most but I'm saying the less to say the least
Like Jehovah, gotta make em believe, capisce?
And the streets know my bitch a beauty and I'm in beast mode
I'm grinding 'till I can't no more, if you listen, thank me for it
I wake every day and I praise the Lord
Should be dead or my clothes made of orange, yeah
Man, what's it about? All the sudden people counting me out 'cause I left
Now they see I'm back popping like I stretched
Had nothing at the time and still shined
I engineered it all, to hear otherwise is making my gears grind
No way out, but don't try to poke your nose in my business, boy, stay out
I never asked no one for a favor, I did it all alone
Rapping since I was fourteen, still at my momma's home
Turned sixteen, I had to skate quick
I spent the first few weeks at Joe and Trey's crib
Day by day, was tryna figure it out
Then made my way over to Elliot's house
For a month or so until I moved further down south
To my hometown, few years later, feeling great and looking grown now
If I would've known back then what I know now;
It takes way more than just work, it takes patience
It takes way more than kind words and motivation
It takes a hunger that they no longer don't even seem to make
But when it comes to me, I don't struggle to clean the plate
We eating, and if not then we ain't speaking
Going hard 'till we falling off the deep end, better learn to swim or drown
'Cause life's cold, take a look around
Shit get hard, you just gotta buckle down but the one thing that I've found;
Gotta work if you want it to work out
Couple albums and they're fucking with me now
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