Forty Mill - Cruisin' Round (feat. Hoshea)

I’m a man of the people
Phonies doin other things but you know we equal
Lookin for a second running calling me the sequel, a needle
Find me in the stack and imma spit you something lethal, I
Put my heart in the track
I’m laying down the facts
Tryna do some better things I stop you in your tracks
And I’m about that shit
Only got love to give
I'm around town, whippin down the 40
Looking for a change, when life overthrow me
When I’m feeling down, looking for a sound
Cause music be the only thing that ever seemed to hold me
While we coming up
Yea we fall down
Cruisin’ Round town like we balled out
Roll now slow
We already broke that mold
Now we bout as froze as snow, woah
I’m trying to get the spotlight, Godlike
Feel it in my palm, writing songs with a needle in my arm, extracting
My DNA so I can write my passage
The right to this life is a fight til passing
Candles burning, wax drip
As the flame gets flickering
Tha Great, descends from ancient to replace your discipline
Taste, a bit of fate when I grace the living
We break away from the chains, this will change the industry, hey
I'm around town, whippin down the 40
Looking for a change, when life overthrow me
When I’m feeling down, looking for a sound
Cause music be the only thing that ever seemed to hold me
While we coming up
Yea we fall down
Cruisin’ Round town like we balled out
Roll now slow
We already broke that mold
Now we bout as froze as snow, woah
All these other rappers telling lies, they illiterate
Clenching up my fist like it’s a fight and imma finish it
Sitting in the back, I head bop when I’m feeling it
Cooking up a beat I leave space for a lyricist
Yea, cause that’s important shit
A couple more shots and imma blow my shit
City giving me a crown cause on a throne I sit
Tryna make it to the top I’ve seen the bottomless pit, hey
I'm around town, whippin down the 40
Looking for a change, when life overthrow me
When I’m feeling down, looking for a sound
Cause music be the only thing that ever seemed to hold me
While we coming up
Yea we fall down
Cruisin’ Round town like we balled out
Roll now slow
We already broke that mold
Now we bout as froze as snow, woah
Cruisin Round town like we balled out, roll now slow
Woah
W-woah

Written by:
Josh Della Cioppa, Ty Barone

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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