Verse 1 (The Concept)
I got the, passion of christ inside of my veins
thinkin' you got it the same, but nigga I doubt it
all my plans rerouted, I see the lights and me standin' on stage
wit women screamin' my name, fuck makin' minimum wage
I don't wanna wake up, too many kids and not enough hope
I'm tryna cake up, I told myself I'd never be broke
so its time to face up, I hustle cause my word is my bond
I'm international through Atlanta, that's word to my moms
the world on my mind, I don't be stoppin to breathe nigga
I'm higher, I be chillin' wit apes in the trees nigga
this is real, got cousins that can only read pictures
so I got that motivation that's makin' my dreams bigger
while livin' between, bein' broke as hell in my mind,
and I'm liftin' my team, never stop the hustle
make my name off the muscle, man The Realist told me that
I'm ballin', I'm bustin' 81 where Kobe at, a star like the zodiac
Chorus (2x)
I feel it in my toes (down low) I was born for this
I feel it my soul (down low) I was born for this
I want this shit forever, man I want this shit forever
Verse 2 (Camp)
I swear I want this shit forever n a muthafuckin' day
they told me to slow it down, I told 'em I'm finna play
most do it for money, I do it wit love, not just for pay
now I need you to pay attention to every word I say
they want you within' a can, compress me n watch me spray
conceptually intellectual, listen to how I slay
instrumentals, when I hear 'em with emotion I pray
whenever I have a problem, I hit my knees n I pray
work ethic's impeccable, this is just a public display
the shit that I don't display, will leave yo ass in dismay
the grind never sleeps, awake from June until May
I'm Lebron against the Pistons, '07 every day
that means I'm goin' hard, and I'm stingin' just like I'm Ray
Allen for 3, and I've hustled every way
most of 'em didn't stick, but I know that I'm here to stay
cause success will remain on my brain as if it was bloodstained...
Camp Out
(The Concept)
Man hands down, the realest shit I ever wrote
never stoppin' this grind, we at it full time you feel me?
Look
Man I want this shit forever, success is on my brain
I live in more than the moment, can't get in my mindframe
when I'm gone, my legacy's livin' on
we rappin' in the pursuit of happiness
tryna get it, nobody slackin', Broken Records
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I got the, passion of christ inside of my veins
thinkin' you got it the same, but nigga I doubt it
all my plans rerouted, I see the lights and me standin' on stage
wit women screamin' my name, fuck makin' minimum wage
I don't wanna wake up, too many kids and not enough hope
I'm tryna cake up, I told myself I'd never be broke
so its time to face up, I hustle cause my word is my bond
I'm international through Atlanta, that's word to my moms
the world on my mind, I don't be stoppin to breathe nigga
I'm higher, I be chillin' wit apes in the trees nigga
this is real, got cousins that can only read pictures
so I got that motivation that's makin' my dreams bigger
while livin' between, bein' broke as hell in my mind,
and I'm liftin' my team, never stop the hustle
make my name off the muscle, man The Realist told me that
I'm ballin', I'm bustin' 81 where Kobe at, a star like the zodiac
Chorus (2x)
I feel it in my toes (down low) I was born for this
I feel it my soul (down low) I was born for this
I want this shit forever, man I want this shit forever
Verse 2 (Camp)
I swear I want this shit forever n a muthafuckin' day
they told me to slow it down, I told 'em I'm finna play
most do it for money, I do it wit love, not just for pay
now I need you to pay attention to every word I say
they want you within' a can, compress me n watch me spray
conceptually intellectual, listen to how I slay
instrumentals, when I hear 'em with emotion I pray
whenever I have a problem, I hit my knees n I pray
work ethic's impeccable, this is just a public display
the shit that I don't display, will leave yo ass in dismay
the grind never sleeps, awake from June until May
I'm Lebron against the Pistons, '07 every day
that means I'm goin' hard, and I'm stingin' just like I'm Ray
Allen for 3, and I've hustled every way
most of 'em didn't stick, but I know that I'm here to stay
cause success will remain on my brain as if it was bloodstained...
Camp Out
(The Concept)
Man hands down, the realest shit I ever wrote
never stoppin' this grind, we at it full time you feel me?
Look
Man I want this shit forever, success is on my brain
I live in more than the moment, can't get in my mindframe
when I'm gone, my legacy's livin' on
we rappin' in the pursuit of happiness
tryna get it, nobody slackin', Broken Records
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