[Intro]
So-woah-woah-woah
[Chorus: Suffa]
Till the dawn is slung from the morning sun
I'ma crawl through these streets
I'ma walk under stars, fall in and out of bars
Till I fall to my knees
Till the dawn is slung from the morning sun
I'ma crawl through these streets
I'ma walk under stars, fall in and out of bars
Till I fall to my knees, and we say
Hey now
Hey, hey, hey now
Hey now
Hey, hey, hey now
[Verse 1: Pressure]
Cheah, I'm either in or out
Ain't got time to sit around, tryna find a middle ground
'Cause I gotta live and not exist
Problem is there's not a gift offered if there wasn't risk
I went from poor to invested and stressed on tour
Wrestling the lessons these questions bore
If I can't feel it right now, what's the effort for?
Don't wanna build a lighthouse on an empty shore
I can shoot the breeze, but can't do it for free
'Cause who are we if I don't make this fucking music for me?
And it ain't about the fame or 'bout recouping a fee
But either way, that's time away from the two kids I feed
Caught in between, any day, your fortune can swing
And you don't wanna be a jester in a court full of kings
We set our own pace to the race we runnin' in
And celebrate what we put out, not what's coming in
So-woah-woah-woah
[Chorus: Suffa]
Till the dawn is slung from the morning sun
I'ma crawl through these streets
I'ma walk under stars, fall in and out of bars
Till I fall to my knees
Till the dawn is slung from the morning sun
I'ma crawl through these streets
I'ma walk under stars, fall in and out of bars
Till I fall to my knees, and we say
Hey now
Hey, hey, hey now
Hey now
Hey, hey, hey now
[Verse 1: Pressure]
Cheah, I'm either in or out
Ain't got time to sit around, tryna find a middle ground
'Cause I gotta live and not exist
Problem is there's not a gift offered if there wasn't risk
I went from poor to invested and stressed on tour
Wrestling the lessons these questions bore
If I can't feel it right now, what's the effort for?
Don't wanna build a lighthouse on an empty shore
I can shoot the breeze, but can't do it for free
'Cause who are we if I don't make this fucking music for me?
And it ain't about the fame or 'bout recouping a fee
But either way, that's time away from the two kids I feed
Caught in between, any day, your fortune can swing
And you don't wanna be a jester in a court full of kings
We set our own pace to the race we runnin' in
And celebrate what we put out, not what's coming in
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