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BAILEE MOORE lyrics : "Cut To The Chase"

Hands up, it's going down.

Full speed. No slowing down.


Airplane straight outta A-town.


So it's talk to the hand for when they hate now.

If the Stars align, connect the dots.


Got a destiny? Protect the plot.


So talk that talk. Perfect the walk.

And opportunity will come. Expect a knock.


See life ain't caviar and lobster plates.


It seems people only wanna be doctor paid.

They wanna get up on the mic. They wanna rock the stage.


They want the crowd to go insane like a soccer save.


Well then stay up late nights, till your runnin on E.

Write rhymes. Give the people something to play.


Til all the ones who doubted will have nothing to say.


Go chase that dream like it's running away.

Time flies. So live in the moment.


You've got one life. And life is a race.


So run fast when you know where you're going.

Baby tonight, just cut to the chase.


Look, I got sick of being smaller than a seed.


My colors changed like fall up in the trees.

Things went my way. I rolled them dice.


Now I feel blessed like I'm following a sneeze.


So shots around. Get faded with the team.

If it's too strong, then chase it with a dream.


Cuz life is all that it oughtta be.


So tell em there's no stoppin' me.

Be original. Don't match their wear.


Quit bragging bout a whack track. Rap don't care.


Walk with your chin up. Breathe fresh air.

Nobody told you life was fair.


If you believe you can, your half way there.


No plan B, never had a spare.

Hard work pays off, never take days off.


Embrace the race and don't be scared.


Never let the moment slip out of your hands.

You're all about it. Stick to the plan.


You know you've got it. You know you can.

If you're just taking off imagine where you'll land.

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