Nomad - This Moment (feat. J.B.T.) Lyrics

Yeah
Look
Nomad

Let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)
Let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)
Let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)
Let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)

I was only 19 last year
Tryna make a path to the cash I really wanted it bad in the past year
Fast year that was last year
Tryna make a rhyme, part-time work as a cashier
Couple jobs ain't last for me
About to be a dad, time going fast for me
With the music I know ain't nobody blastin' me
Talkin' down on my name that's blasphemy
But I'm a Nomad
Got a tendency to go bad
I got the game by the gonads
The flow so rad
And boy we could go toe to toe
But even if we went blow for blow
Imma still come out on top
Keep you down for 10 and ain't nobody gonna see me drop
Keep the pedal to the floor, never see me stop
And with the J.B.T. got the G on lock for real
Tell me who really f*cking with the kid now?
Slept on but now they droppin' a bid now
I remember when they was saying to sit down but I kept on and they ain't tellin' me shit now
Get down for the M.A.D
Get down for the M.A.D
And get down for the J.B.T
And Iconic with the OG beats
The big 3 we don't work for free, nah

Lord have mercy on my soul all I need is just this moment
I been on the go it's been a minute since we spoken
I been on the road, I ain't never losing focus
I been on the road, all I'm needing is this moment

Now let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)
Let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)
Let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)
Let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)

And look ever since I was a little king
And they said around 10 is when I first picked up the pen
My uncle showed me Jay-Z
Tupac, 50 Cent, back then I was tryna pretend
Runnin' round the house with my cap gun and my bandana on I was a wannabe thug
My first rap was about the guns and the drugs just a little boy tryna sound like he was tough
As time progressed see I guess I progressed
Now I'm tryna make some moves like I'm in a game of chess
My lyrical ability
It takes a lot of energy
Connecting all these words together like a f*cking centipede
Cooking something dope and yes I got the recipe
I got that substance I break it down chemically
Don't rap that dumb shit, I'm not retarded mentally
I'm in this for the long run, yeah longevity
And I been rappin' tryna find my sound
Even when I'm at work, rhymes, I write 'em down
And I'm putting in work, all year round
But I keep it on the low so when I drop you'll be astound
This is only the beginning
Yeah, but every story has it's end
So now we stuck in the middle, the middle

But I pray the lord have mercy on my soul all I need is just this moment
I been on the go it's been a minute since we spoken
I been on the road, I ain't never losing focus
I been on the road, all I'm needing is this moment

Now let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)
Now let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)
Now let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)
Now let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)