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Contrahband - Set the Pace Lyrics



Contrahband - Set the Pace Lyrics




Spent life afraid of what
I told myself id change
I never learn to trust
Im in a rut
Caught in desperation
Vans treading mud
Im standing looking like a stump
Crash landing
Mountains peaking where im standing
Used to being homeless
Now I own a mansion
Used to selling clothes
Never own second handed
Im a bandit
Nikes on my feet
Check your standards
Keys to respect I coped the lanyard
Put it in ingestion
Sparked the plug
I sent emissions out the pipes
Now im hitting triple digits
Im a menace on the road
Fast and furious with it
Imma lock and load
John Wick it with it
Imma whip the pot
Like Martha make it sticky
Got a glock on my side call em Jimmy
And if you keep testing
Your eyes finna hold some pennies
Imma ride till I die
Imma slide on those features
Make them millions multiply
Kill it like the Reaper

If this is pain
Let it stay
Stay on vaca
Chevy chase
Imma space
Aye run a race
Win first place
Set the pace

Set the pace
Yeah set the pace
Heard they wanted something different
Imma stay either way
The earth has gone to shit
They finna pay
Either way
Im here to stay bitch

I stop and acknowledge a coward
Reflected in water
I said id be there in a hour
Drowning in power
I slept for a hour
My stomach is sour
Im smoking the flower
The blunt I devour
I crash like the towers
I come to empower
I serve out the chowder
Never ever could I ever
Be a thug or a G
Momma taught me right
I learned from the streets
F*ck the police
Set my words free
Keeping the key
Swallowed my pride
Balanced the beam
Aseptic clean
Germ freak
Mean streak
Four eyes finna geek geek
Wanna see
Wanna sneak peak
Unique on a rhyme
I aint bleak bleak
When i speak sleek
Flow like mystique
Aye keep doing me yeah
Perfect physique
What
Im hard to beat
Contrah kill ya
Didn't speak
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English

Spent life afraid of what
I told myself id change
I never learn to trust
Im in a rut
Caught in desperation
Vans treading mud
Im standing looking like a stump
Crash landing
Mountains peaking where im standing
Used to being homeless
Now I own a mansion
Used to selling clothes
Never own second handed
Im a bandit
Nikes on my feet
Check your standards
Keys to respect I coped the lanyard
Put it in ingestion
Sparked the plug
I sent emissions out the pipes
Now im hitting triple digits
Im a menace on the road
Fast and furious with it
Imma lock and load
John Wick it with it
Imma whip the pot
Like Martha make it sticky
Got a glock on my side call em Jimmy
And if you keep testing
Your eyes finna hold some pennies
Imma ride till I die
Imma slide on those features
Make them millions multiply
Kill it like the Reaper

If this is pain
Let it stay
Stay on vaca
Chevy chase
Imma space
Aye run a race
Win first place
Set the pace

Set the pace
Yeah set the pace
Heard they wanted something different
Imma stay either way
The earth has gone to shit
They finna pay
Either way
Im here to stay bitch

I stop and acknowledge a coward
Reflected in water
I said id be there in a hour
Drowning in power
I slept for a hour
My stomach is sour
Im smoking the flower
The blunt I devour
I crash like the towers
I come to empower
I serve out the chowder
Never ever could I ever
Be a thug or a G
Momma taught me right
I learned from the streets
F*ck the police
Set my words free
Keeping the key
Swallowed my pride
Balanced the beam
Aseptic clean
Germ freak
Mean streak
Four eyes finna geek geek
Wanna see
Wanna sneak peak
Unique on a rhyme
I aint bleak bleak
When i speak sleek
Flow like mystique
Aye keep doing me yeah
Perfect physique
What
Im hard to beat
Contrah kill ya
Didn't speak
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Writer: Jarrett Maurice
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Contrahband
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Jarrett Maurice

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