​let it breathe Gunna (Ft. Roddy Ricch)

[Intro: Gunna]
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Gunna]
Grind, applyin' pressure in a hard way
Mind over matter when the war came
I was blinded by that light, now I see everything
Don't mind giving advice, but I can't sell a dream
Had to take the time and I'ma let it breathe (Oh)

[Verse 1: Gunna]
I'm still waitin' on my moment
Give a damn about my opponent
Got some M's and teleported, I secure my needs
Flyin' all 'cross the border, watch me spread my wings
Thankful for my mother and for pops plantin' the seed
Half the time a war start from envious and greed
Every time I rock a show, my fans don't wanna leave
Workin' out in boxin' mode, we trainin', we like Creed
We trainin', we like Creed (Trainin', we like Creed)
Oh-oh
Pop a few, I'm geekin' on shrooms
Call your bitch, tell her link, she comin' through (Yeah)
I'm healin' up, but my insides still bruised
Just hold ten, I'm just startin' to get a groove (Yeah)
Bought some Perc' tens for my man, I took two (I took two)
These niggas real hoes and they talk more than the news (Yeah)
I'm a big dog and these lil' niggas poodles
Chasin' big racks, I ain't worried 'bout who's who