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Bronze Video (MV)




Performed By: PsychCentral
Language: English
Length: 1:47
Written by: Stephon Teasley




PsychCentral - Bronze Lyrics
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Uh uh uh, Yeah
Pay it no mind, pay it no mind, think I need a rain check
Tryna reach the forbes list, I ain't out the bed yet
Life is just a game and shit I'm tryna find the reset
Phasing through reality, ain't make it out my dreams yet
Took it all to heart that, they tried to f*ck me but
Ain't think that I would know that, my vision always clear cut
Run paces round these niggas and I call it all a warmup
Make orphans out these rappers, bitches call me daddy Warbucks, nah
Well alright
Feel like I'm back in my groove
Uh, Yeah
Figured I was destined
Loss and mistakes had taught me a lesson
Running with the weight but instead it fed my progression
Niggas try to hate but they friendly at they discretion
Got them niggas second guessing, I'm knowing they got message
I am my brothers keeper, be the reaper if he need em
Know running to the top and make the climb a little steeper
Really jackin my words, why do they copy my tongue
You know I'm born from the burg, I aint forget where I'm from
You feel me?
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Uh uh uh, Yeah
Pay it no mind, pay it no mind, think I need a rain check
Tryna reach the forbes list, I ain't out the bed yet
Life is just a game and shit I'm tryna find the reset
Phasing through reality, ain't make it out my dreams yet
Took it all to heart that, they tried to f*ck me but
Ain't think that I would know that, my vision always clear cut
Run paces round these niggas and I call it all a warmup
Make orphans out these rappers, bitches call me daddy Warbucks, nah
Well alright
Feel like I'm back in my groove
Uh, Yeah
Figured I was destined
Loss and mistakes had taught me a lesson
Running with the weight but instead it fed my progression
Niggas try to hate but they friendly at they discretion
Got them niggas second guessing, I'm knowing they got message
I am my brothers keeper, be the reaper if he need em
Know running to the top and make the climb a little steeper
Really jackin my words, why do they copy my tongue
You know I'm born from the burg, I aint forget where I'm from
You feel me?
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Writer: Stephon Teasley
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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