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striike out Video (MV)




Performed By: Balance
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Dylan Gill




Balance - striike out Lyrics
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Balance
I been digging deeper than the surface
My purpose, to find purpose
I know I ain't worthless
Baby f*ck what worth is
We money spread, I deserve this
They switched up when I earned big
They in death notes, on the first list
Hate another man chirping
He talk big 'round the birds and
All he talking is some bird shit
He not on none, he a 'burbs kid
Used to get on stage nervous
Now hate when I'm not purging
My city hate to support the Kidz, so to the money they allergic
Got visions
No 20/20 I'm beyond that
You say we win, they never call back
I seen a lot rapper fall back
This and that, dudes get lazy, I can't lose off my track
No, I can't lose off my back
People pick and choose and what been choosing is the wack
They talk down on the kid and act surprised when I go mask
If I pick up out the O, ain't no way I'm turning back
I know what's really living
They tryna knock me down 'cause they see more percentage
They standing 'cause the kid been winning
You know I strike 'em out at every inning
I know what's really living (strike out)
They standing 'cause the kid been winning (strike out)
You know I strike 'em out at every inning (strike!)
Too focused, gon' get it, gon' get it again
In this industry you can't make you no friends
Dudes acting sweat 'till they turn in the end
You could learn, you could bend, you can hurt and pretend
You could make you a flame, or go burn the fire
You can tell you a hundred truths and they still call you a liar
And we go, we can go higher and higher and higher
Get to the cheddar cheese, this the type that never expire
It's like four A.M, reminiscing 'bout some shi in the past because I hate days go fast
And hate when I get tired
Hate when the night comes
And nothing had transpired
Hate chilling bored at crib, rather exhaust myself living wild
Uh, my boy I'm locked in, this shit not for fun
They cannot replicate the kid, I'm one of one
On stage Adrenalin, I can't even feel the sun
Hits on hits, in the O, swinging caught a home run
I know what's really living
They tryna knock me down 'cause they see more percentage
They standing 'cause the kid been winning
You know I strike 'em out at every inning
I know what's really living (strike out)
They standing 'cause the kid been winning (strike out)
You know I strike 'em out at every inning (strike!)
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike, strike
Strike
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Balance
I been digging deeper than the surface
My purpose, to find purpose
I know I ain't worthless
Baby f*ck what worth is
We money spread, I deserve this
They switched up when I earned big
They in death notes, on the first list
Hate another man chirping
He talk big 'round the birds and
All he talking is some bird shit
He not on none, he a 'burbs kid
Used to get on stage nervous
Now hate when I'm not purging
My city hate to support the Kidz, so to the money they allergic
Got visions
No 20/20 I'm beyond that
You say we win, they never call back
I seen a lot rapper fall back
This and that, dudes get lazy, I can't lose off my track
No, I can't lose off my back
People pick and choose and what been choosing is the wack
They talk down on the kid and act surprised when I go mask
If I pick up out the O, ain't no way I'm turning back
I know what's really living
They tryna knock me down 'cause they see more percentage
They standing 'cause the kid been winning
You know I strike 'em out at every inning
I know what's really living (strike out)
They standing 'cause the kid been winning (strike out)
You know I strike 'em out at every inning (strike!)
Too focused, gon' get it, gon' get it again
In this industry you can't make you no friends
Dudes acting sweat 'till they turn in the end
You could learn, you could bend, you can hurt and pretend
You could make you a flame, or go burn the fire
You can tell you a hundred truths and they still call you a liar
And we go, we can go higher and higher and higher
Get to the cheddar cheese, this the type that never expire
It's like four A.M, reminiscing 'bout some shi in the past because I hate days go fast
And hate when I get tired
Hate when the night comes
And nothing had transpired
Hate chilling bored at crib, rather exhaust myself living wild
Uh, my boy I'm locked in, this shit not for fun
They cannot replicate the kid, I'm one of one
On stage Adrenalin, I can't even feel the sun
Hits on hits, in the O, swinging caught a home run
I know what's really living
They tryna knock me down 'cause they see more percentage
They standing 'cause the kid been winning
You know I strike 'em out at every inning
I know what's really living (strike out)
They standing 'cause the kid been winning (strike out)
You know I strike 'em out at every inning (strike!)
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike
Strike, strike
Strike
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Writer: Dylan Gill
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