Lyrics:
This life is journey
I'm tryna make it through
If people say life's easy
That's simply not true
The number of people on the right track
Are way
flow fakin Budvar
Nabíhám na track jako fakin Urna a
Držím si svůj spot jako Annapurna
Tohle není diss ale statement nejsem
Pejsek, co by šel, tupě za
Boy we’re really sneaky won't catch us doing the dash gone of a pill start drivin real fast put it in sport mode and step on the gas don’t even care
car I dropped my jaw an i almost quit breathing
Received news from my dude in cleveland
Offered a spot on a show this weekend
Caught by suprise i really
I go by the name of Kel Mitchell!
And this is TeamBackPack! Let's go!
Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy shit
Nigga get -whoever they'll sign me
stampeded by the wildabeast
A rap dast' plus tracks black like Chow Yun Fat
Oppositional forces get their eardrums flat
Common denominator, I swing the mic
It ain't my fault you ain't keepin' up with last place
You can last long, livin' fast pace, this a track meet
Not a track race, I'ma do my dance
famous
I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror
I'm on the right track, yeah, I'm on to a winner
I don't know what's right and what's real
famous
I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror
I'm on the right track, yeah, I'm on to a winner
I don't know what's right and what's real
gotcha head noddin' 'cause your neck already knows
So pass the mic and watch Skillz rip fast
And have niggas up in parties catchin' whiplash
Slash
Ahhhhhh
[Hook : Aspika Spoila]
You look like you are in another world
But i can I read your mind
How can you be so far away lying by my side
You look
Tryna go clear in a few years bro
I ain't tryna get rich when I'm forty
Tryna get whips with a big engine, want a car that fast and sporty
Psycho
sometimes I kill but
I'm beginning to feel like a rap god
Spaz on a track so fast I'm like fast 4
Cats asking why I rap like I'm on fast forward
Cos I'm ahead
I'm running fast on the track and I hit it
Get to the green like it's mother fucking spinach
I'm playing back and forth just like it's tennis
Shooting
what she likes ego boosted up the hill
Pour my drank up fast and it might fucking spill
That shit goes down the hatch get my lights fucking killed
to feel like a rap God
Spaz on a track so fast I'm like fast 4
Cats asking why I rap like I'm on fast forward
Cos I'm ahead of my time
I'm having breakfast
rock back up to the door
can' take no more n i guy comes close with a baggy
n my heart race fast
but i like this track
but im angry
im approached by
venacular
Miraculous rhyme flow, back track to the Immaculate
Binaca blast nigga that's fast, son I'll box ya
Ladies rub the ta-ta's, bras, titties
through music shit
It be some real thugs I grew up with
Phone calls from the feds, long stories told fast
Wishin' they'd get home in a hurry, 'cause we
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
Beefin' all on Instagram and Snapchat with him
Just yesterday I was a young crack dealer
When the trap was slow I put it on the fast track, nigga
Aiming
Shawty a freak and she know it
Every time she be with me she gon show it
Boujee but street she want Moët
Love when she fast, but she know when
And I come from the dark side, so I'm havin' a hard time stayin' on track, man
My mind be racin', and I don't even know what I'm chasin' yet
Been in
And I come from the dark side, so I'm havin' a hard time stayin' on track, man
My mind be racin', and I don't even know what I'm chasin' yet
Been in
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