Woke up one morning and I started talking to my spirit
This success shit nigga there's no need to fear it
How many caskets gotta dip before we both are in in
Nothing left for us to do except lock into winning
As we move towards it
The hate is gonna feel enormous
Cause they don't want to see us win
They don't Want us scoring
They want us a sleep, drunk on their corners
Playing into their plans to turn us in corpses
I wrote a hook down at smith cove - Grand Cayman
I wrote a hook at grand terminal - Panama
Another verse somewhere in the clouds
Who gives a f*ck if they don't like us now.
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
Take one last good look cause we ain't coming back
Living for the moment, writing music fast
Maxing every second cause this ain't gonna last
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
The sand in the hour glass is moving fast
So with that in mind, we stay on our grind
And focus on the plans of our lifetime
We been through this back and forth thing before
We chased love she had us face down on the floor
We chased friends they had us behind the steel fence
We chased family it just led to arguments
Many nights working through the pain
Bussing down bottles
When we should have been focused, hard on the throttle
Sitting stressing knowing that tomorrow
Ain't promised to no man you know our time is borrowed
So cut the hesitation and lock into the moves were making
Cut the dead weight off it effects elevation
Everyone ain't going to make it man so be prepared
Bad news is going to come so prepare your tears
But by no means don't let it knock you off your square
Death is coming so don't lend stress no cares
On my way to bigger stacks I hope to see you there
On my way to bigger stacks yo my vision clear
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
Take one last good look cause we ain't coming back
Living for the moment, writing music fast
Maxing every second cause this ain't gonna last
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
The sand in the hour glass is moving fast
So with that in mind, we stay on our grind
And focus on the plans of our lifetime
Al.Infinite - Spirit Lyrics
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Woke up one morning and I started talking to my spirit
This success shit nigga there's no need to fear it
How many caskets gotta dip before we both are in in
Nothing left for us to do except lock into winning
As we move towards it
The hate is gonna feel enormous
Cause they don't want to see us win
They don't Want us scoring
They want us a sleep, drunk on their corners
Playing into their plans to turn us in corpses
I wrote a hook down at smith cove - Grand Cayman
I wrote a hook at grand terminal - Panama
Another verse somewhere in the clouds
Who gives a f*ck if they don't like us now.
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
Take one last good look cause we ain't coming back
Living for the moment, writing music fast
Maxing every second cause this ain't gonna last
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
The sand in the hour glass is moving fast
So with that in mind, we stay on our grind
And focus on the plans of our lifetime
We been through this back and forth thing before
We chased love she had us face down on the floor
We chased friends they had us behind the steel fence
We chased family it just led to arguments
Many nights working through the pain
Bussing down bottles
When we should have been focused, hard on the throttle
Sitting stressing knowing that tomorrow
Ain't promised to no man you know our time is borrowed
So cut the hesitation and lock into the moves were making
Cut the dead weight off it effects elevation
Everyone ain't going to make it man so be prepared
Bad news is going to come so prepare your tears
But by no means don't let it knock you off your square
Death is coming so don't lend stress no cares
On my way to bigger stacks I hope to see you there
On my way to bigger stacks yo my vision clear
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
Take one last good look cause we ain't coming back
Living for the moment, writing music fast
Maxing every second cause this ain't gonna last
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
The sand in the hour glass is moving fast
So with that in mind, we stay on our grind
And focus on the plans of our lifetime
This success shit nigga there's no need to fear it
How many caskets gotta dip before we both are in in
Nothing left for us to do except lock into winning
As we move towards it
The hate is gonna feel enormous
Cause they don't want to see us win
They don't Want us scoring
They want us a sleep, drunk on their corners
Playing into their plans to turn us in corpses
I wrote a hook down at smith cove - Grand Cayman
I wrote a hook at grand terminal - Panama
Another verse somewhere in the clouds
Who gives a f*ck if they don't like us now.
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
Take one last good look cause we ain't coming back
Living for the moment, writing music fast
Maxing every second cause this ain't gonna last
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
The sand in the hour glass is moving fast
So with that in mind, we stay on our grind
And focus on the plans of our lifetime
We been through this back and forth thing before
We chased love she had us face down on the floor
We chased friends they had us behind the steel fence
We chased family it just led to arguments
Many nights working through the pain
Bussing down bottles
When we should have been focused, hard on the throttle
Sitting stressing knowing that tomorrow
Ain't promised to no man you know our time is borrowed
So cut the hesitation and lock into the moves were making
Cut the dead weight off it effects elevation
Everyone ain't going to make it man so be prepared
Bad news is going to come so prepare your tears
But by no means don't let it knock you off your square
Death is coming so don't lend stress no cares
On my way to bigger stacks I hope to see you there
On my way to bigger stacks yo my vision clear
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
Take one last good look cause we ain't coming back
Living for the moment, writing music fast
Maxing every second cause this ain't gonna last
Were on our way to f*cking bigger stacks
The sand in the hour glass is moving fast
So with that in mind, we stay on our grind
And focus on the plans of our lifetime
Writer: Al Buissereth
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