[Verse1: Manic Kabana]
Young nigga on the come up
Young nigga on the come up
Know it sounds farfetched but we about to run up
Moving in a caddy baby working till the sun up
But lately I've been complaining my entire life
Possibilities that could I die young
Moving too fast couldn’t write some songs
Cuts way deeper could have called me the reaper
All black outfit white swoosh logo
Said she want it all put it all in her torso
I don’t even know when I'm going on tour so
I'm just gon chill and record in the dungeon that's a studio that I built by myself
And only God I trust had to learn the hard way people leave dead in the dust in the hallway
I just pray to God that I get through these dark days, young nigga stressing like I'm mf 40
Shout my nigga 30 shout my nigga 7 I've been going hard for the gang for the better
Most my family gone please don't ask how I’m living
Most my family gone please don't ask how eyyy
And you know that I'm true to this not new to this
Came here such a POLTERGEIST your favourite rapper pulverized
Could leave a couple paralyzed I'm trnna make it paradise
I'm shifting calling it pendulum
Pen is dangerous I'm burning in kilometres the radius is hotter molten lava when close
Pay a couple people then judge call it cased closed
Pushing mp3s like I'm pushing all this yeyo
If she Mexican might just drop a couple Paso's
Beginning of my problems
All these women in my comments
I'm just trynna make my dollars I'm just trynna get my honours
I’m just trynna get I’m just trynna get
I just gotta get I just gotta get
[Chorus: Manic Kabana]
Dreams money can’t buy
I just gotta get
Myself in check
I just gotta get
My ducks in a row
I just gotta get, I just gotta get, I just gotta get
Dreams money can’t buy
I just gotta get
Myself in check
I just gotta get
My ducks in a row
I just gotta get, I just gotta get, I just gotta get
[Verse2: Manic Kabana]
I’m a really different breed
Moving too fast, different time zone
My 24 hours could be 24 minutes
In that 24 minutes wrote 34 bars
That would set me apart from the rest from the crowd
From the time that I’m down backwoods get me up
I can’t say enough I ain’t really done enough
I can’t die off mistakes I just, I just………
Young nigga on the come up
Young nigga on the come up
Know it sounds farfetched but we about to run up
Moving in a caddy baby working till the sun up
But lately I've been complaining my entire life
Possibilities that could I die young
Moving too fast couldn’t write some songs
Cuts way deeper could have called me the reaper
All black outfit white swoosh logo
Said she want it all put it all in her torso
I don’t even know when I'm going on tour so
I'm just gon chill and record in the dungeon that's a studio that I built by myself
And only God I trust had to learn the hard way people leave dead in the dust in the hallway
I just pray to God that I get through these dark days, young nigga stressing like I'm mf 40
Shout my nigga 30 shout my nigga 7 I've been going hard for the gang for the better
Most my family gone please don't ask how I’m living
Most my family gone please don't ask how eyyy
And you know that I'm true to this not new to this
Came here such a POLTERGEIST your favourite rapper pulverized
Could leave a couple paralyzed I'm trnna make it paradise
I'm shifting calling it pendulum
Pen is dangerous I'm burning in kilometres the radius is hotter molten lava when close
Pay a couple people then judge call it cased closed
Pushing mp3s like I'm pushing all this yeyo
If she Mexican might just drop a couple Paso's
Beginning of my problems
All these women in my comments
I'm just trynna make my dollars I'm just trynna get my honours
I’m just trynna get I’m just trynna get
I just gotta get I just gotta get
[Chorus: Manic Kabana]
Dreams money can’t buy
I just gotta get
Myself in check
I just gotta get
My ducks in a row
I just gotta get, I just gotta get, I just gotta get
Dreams money can’t buy
I just gotta get
Myself in check
I just gotta get
My ducks in a row
I just gotta get, I just gotta get, I just gotta get
[Verse2: Manic Kabana]
I’m a really different breed
Moving too fast, different time zone
My 24 hours could be 24 minutes
In that 24 minutes wrote 34 bars
That would set me apart from the rest from the crowd
From the time that I’m down backwoods get me up
I can’t say enough I ain’t really done enough
I can’t die off mistakes I just, I just………
( Manic Kabana )
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