Journey - Radio Edit
Lyrics
Oh GOD I'm just chasing my dream, I ain't tripping I ain't sipping that lean
They gone hate cause they ain't never seen this before
Panties dropping when I step out the door
Haters hating while I climb to the top
Telling me they ain't seen this before
Got some money but I need me some more
Yeah
Growing up I ain't had it like this
All that money I ain't seen this before
Going parties use to stand out the door, now I'm balling coming out of the mud
They ain't know me but they judging still, when I cannot sleep dawg never popped a pill
Stay on track like a train, making money that's just one of my aim
It ain't my fault you limited, you need to know your lane, don't waste time watching me Go step up your game
How you stand at the top and you never change? cut from a different fabric
Throw dirt on my name like a seed and I grew, same ones they end up hating on you
Why! Did you throw dirty on my name? Now I'm coming up under the rain
Make that making money look so easy, paper calling me daily like I'm Spreezy
Friday night put some more drink in my glass, bad bitches everywhere that I pass
Still on my game, they ain't like me cause I'm different & I ain't do shit in a sequence Always on offense
Nigga here ain't got time for no defense
Won't give up, some time I wan give up but I'm gonna grind till my knees hurt
So much hard times that I go through, telling you, you won't add up to be nothing
All you think about if coffins and how you wanna be gone soon
Won't give up, some time I wan give up but I'm gonna grind till my knees hurt
So much hard times that I go through, telling you, you won't add up to be nothing
All you think about if coffins and how you wanna be gone soon
Oh GOD I'm just chasing my dream, I ain't tripping I ain't sipping that lean
They gone hate cause they ain't never seen this before
Panties dropping when I step out the door
Haters hating while I climb to the top
Telling me they ain't seen this before
Got some money but I need me some more
Yeah
Growing up I ain't had it like this
All that money I ain't seen this before
Going parties use to stand out the door, now I'm balling coming out of the mud
They ain't know me but they judging still, when I cannot sleep dawg never popped a pill
Stay on track like a train, making money that's just one of my aim
It ain't my fault you limited, you need to know your lane, don't waste time watching me Go step up your game
How you stand at the top and you never change? cut from a different fabric
Throw dirt on my name like a seed and I grew, same ones they end up hating on you
Why! Did you throw dirty on my name? Now I'm coming up under the rain
Make that making money look so easy, paper calling me daily like I'm Spreezy
Friday night put some more drink in my glass, bad bitches everywhere that I pass
Still on my game, they ain't like me cause I'm different & I ain't do shit in a sequence Always on offense
Nigga here ain't got time for no defense
Won't give up, some time I wan give up but I'm gonna grind till my knees hurt
So much hard times that I go through, telling you, you won't add up to be nothing
All you think about if coffins and how you wanna be gone soon
Won't give up, some time I wan give up but I'm gonna grind till my knees hurt
So much hard times that I go through, telling you, you won't add up to be nothing
All you think about if coffins and how you wanna be gone soon
Writer(s): Bertist Jeffers
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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