The Culture
Nocturnal
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Yeah, I'm back
Uh, yeah
Tired of writing the pain, living this life in the rain
Nigga just stuck in the frame, the devil so evil i'm stuck in the game
They so fake had to fall backwards,
feel like i'm living with all actors
Loyalty lacking on all factors, book is repeating in all chapters
Team here all Raptors, hall of fame in the tall rafters
Put in the work like a long practice, no talk all action
Aim high hit a tall actress, walk on the moon like we Mike Jackson
All class high fashion, still making music so stop asking
They playin' my shit like it's John
Madden, fuck the haters and the sarcasm
(Huh, shit)
My team here to strive we touring on
planes our vision and goals were never the same
What you think is money is nothing but
change, tell 'em ya dream they look at you strange
Living in debt living in pain, hearing my goals think i'm insane
Writing a classic you'd think I was
Twain, don't need a canvas don't need a frame
Hitting ya soul tattooing ya brain,
floating on beats they calling me Blaine
Sign me to dream where is Jermaine, leaving a mark I'm leaving a stain
I been aiming for the high
I been living in the low
Lookin' for a place to go
Waiting for my time to blow
I been putting in the work
I been living through the pain
I been just paying my dues, and living the grind and playing the game
I been aiming for the high
I been living in the low
Lookin' for a place to go
Waiting for my time to blow
I been putting in the work
I been living through the pain
I been just paying my dues, and living the grind and playing the game
Had to hit em with that fast flow, dictating like I'm Castro
Nigga kicking down the back door, chasing this money and bag though
You niggas scared in the back row, I stand tall like I'm Shaq bro
I smoke any rapper tobacco, I'm Lamar you Flaco
I'm down being humble and doing my time
I'm better than 90 percent of they rhymes
Instinct in the wild i'm harder to find
You industry plant I'm fighting the grind
Political ties is stopping my shine
(shit, let that sit)
Ahh
I'm something that you was just
wishing to be, giving you game so listen to me
Stick to your heart,
stick to ya sound, stick to ya soul, don't fuck around
Cherish the game, follow the culture,
before you know it the shit will be over
No longer hot,
your music is older you carry a burden that's big as a boulder
Went from arenas to rapping in bars,
not getting money can't pay off ya car
You turning to drugs don't know who u
are, losing ya mental no longer a star
Went from the greatest to facing ya
end, don't got a fan don't got a friend
Facing the struggles shit when does it end,
facing the struggles shit when does it end
I been aiming for the high
I been living in the low
Lookin' for a place to go
Waiting for my time to blow
I been putting in the work
I been living through the pain
I been just paying my dues, and living the grind and playing the game
I been aiming for the high
I been living in the low
Lookin' for a place to go
Waiting for my time to blow
I been putting in the work
I been living through the pain
I been just paying my dues, and living the grind and playing the game