Juu – Breathe

I got this space to breathe
(takes breath)
Took a breath
Since I’m ain’t lying or faking what I felt
I’ve been truly tame and tried to fish for inspiration
But now I got the inspiration, it’s just my dedication
To write these lyrics, get in a booth and recite them
The words that will incite my heart to fight them
To beat blood through a body that is so dead
And put blood in the brain to think of the bread
The slice you eat and the roll in the pocket
I’m about to go off faster than a bottle rocket
A chip on my shoulder, so I’ll never rest
Till I get to the point where I’m better than the rest
So at this point, I say brace yourself and enjoy the ride
And if you’re in the shooting range, best duck and hide
Cuz I’m firing all chambers, till there ain’t nothing left
And I finally said the good and that bad that I felt
I push harder than hard, and I expect the same thing
It’s no point to have a pawn when you can have a queen
So I have a fucking standard, reach hard to achieve
Or watch the trigger get pulled, best believe it
I don’t expect much, just match my stride and step
And even push me to go harder than I go myself
Because if I half-ass in life and it still look 100
It means that the life I live has truly been plundered

[Hook] People always ask how I got my nice things
Take my crown to the grave, I’m an underground king
I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told
Cause I’m down to spend whatever, lately I’ve been on a roll
And I do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
Nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
Nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
Nigga, do it for the city, (UGK fuck these other niggas)

I got this space to breathe
(takes breath)
Took a breath
Since I’m ain’t lying or faking what I felt
I drive down the road, thoughts on the road
Living on the road, dying on the road
I’m riding down 72 with 3 million thoughts
And a moral code to do what I was taught
So here’s a public proclaim to clear my troubled mind
And leave a terrible past of a life behind
I build my life on God, work, and Iota
And the fun days when I can have vodka and club soda
I hate the pissed off days that I start to drink dark
Because that Jack, Crown, and Jim tear my body apart
I try to keep calm and keep on my grind
But this past that I’m trying to leave behind
Keeps creeping up when it should be controlled
But here’s the truth that I should have never told
It keeps coming up because you keep it in the mind
So leave it in the past before you get left behind
Think it’s a shot at you, maybe it is or it ain’t
You can erase the writing on the wall, but I’m using paint

[Hook]

inspired by Drake – Underground Kings