Authenick - Distance Lyrics

I gotta lot of ambition
Start out on a mission
Cook up in the kitchen
It ain’t for me I’m keeping my distance
I gotta big hundreds, 50s, 20s
You can’t judge me and how I’m living
She say I’m cheating on her but I’m chillin'
I’m just meditating on a million
Lost my dawg it got me in my feelings
This is chicken talk to the pigeons
I put gas bags in the engine
I stay out the way and handle business
Gotta know where I’m from to feel it
I had to run up them racks I had to be numb to all of the pain
I know I can’t get attached I know a time gone come when it’s gone change
Wake up I think about money cant wait on nobody
Ima always keep it solid
Get it back I gotta make me a profit
I hustle just like done ran outta options
She pull up and give me neck just like a ostrich
She open up to me now I got her lockin
She was there for me before I start poppin'
I gotta keep goin' no I’m never stoppin'
No I ain’t let up free yola
She suck me good and I let her sleep over
You say you love me you acting bipolar
I cut em off and I didn’t need closure
They sleeping on me way worse than a coma
I get so high that I think I can levitate
You know ima up it and I ain’t gone hesitate
We gettin' money them niggas play patty cake
The attics got too many bricks we had to switch it up
We had to put dem whole halves on the Megabus
Put up in a horse and call that bitch Pegasus
Wanna be wit the gang they just be begging us
I had to make a play I had to set it up
Don’t want us to pull up on you we gone dead it bru
Smoking that gas this ain’t unleaded bru
Ima real nigga and that shit just embedded bru
I gotta lot of ambition
Start out on a mission
Cook up in the kitchen
It ain’t for me I’m keeping my distance
I gotta big hundreds, 50s, 20s
You can’t judge me and how I’m living
She say I’m cheating on her but I’m chillin'
I’m just meditating on a million
Lost my dawg it got me in my feelings
This is chicken talk to the pigeons
I put gas bags in the engine
I stay out the way and handle business
Gotta know where I’m from to feel it
I had to run up them racks I had to be numb to all of the pain
I know I can’t get attached I know a time gone come when it’s gone change

I gotta lot of ambition
Start out on a mission
Cook up in the kitchen
It ain’t for me I’m keeping my distance
I gotta big hundreds, 50s, 20s
You can’t judge me and how I’m living
She say I’m cheating on her but I’m chillin'
I’m just meditating on a million
Lost my dawg it got me in my feelings
This is chicken talk to the pigeons
I put gas bags in the engine
I stay out the way and handle business
Gotta know where I’m from to feel it
I had to run up them racks I had to be numb to all of the pain
I know I can’t get attached I know a time gone come when it’s gone change
Wake up I think about money cant wait on nobody
Ima always keep it solid
Get it back I gotta make me a profit
I hustle just like done ran outta options
She pull up and give me neck just like a ostrich
She open up to me now I got her lockin
She was there for me before I start poppin'
I gotta keep goin' no I’m never stoppin'
No I ain’t let up free yola
She suck me good and I let her sleep over
You say you love me you acting bipolar
I cut em off and I didn’t need closure
They sleeping on me way worse than a coma
I get so high that I think I can levitate
You know ima up it and I ain’t gone hesitate
We gettin' money them niggas play patty cake
The attics got too many bricks we had to switch it up
We had to put dem whole halves on the Megabus
Put up in a horse and call that bitch Pegasus
Wanna be wit the gang they just be begging us
I had to make a play I had to set it up
Don’t want us to pull up on you we gone dead it bru
Smoking that gas this ain’t unleaded bru
Ima real nigga and that shit just embedded bru
I gotta lot of ambition
Start out on a mission
Cook up in the kitchen
It ain’t for me I’m keeping my distance
I gotta big hundreds, 50s, 20s
You can’t judge me and how I’m living
She say I’m cheating on her but I’m chillin'
I’m just meditating on a million
Lost my dawg it got me in my feelings
This is chicken talk to the pigeons
I put gas bags in the engine
I stay out the way and handle business
Gotta know where I’m from to feel it
I had to run up them racks I had to be numb to all of the pain
I know I can’t get attached I know a time gone come when it’s gone change