CHRIIS-K - Turning Back (feat. Verse & Johnny Hustle)
YehProving my worth by the bar when they hear me flowing
Conversations with Al bout taking over 38k high in the Boeing
I ain't look like what you'd expect when you hear my songs
I'm used to it, now when they surprised I just smile and move along (I do)
Attention coming to me off of the hobby
Only care bout winning, if I ain't first I'm last acting like Ricky Bobby
Since a youngen creativity's been in my veins
This my destiny, me and your favourite rapper in this way are not the same (We ain't)
Would spend my nights stealing paper to scribble score on
Would blast Dre before cricket practice, true definition of an oxymoron (It is)
I entered different, rap led to the wider industry
I won't lie, it's been a grind ain't none of this happen instantly (It ain't)
Literally give me a whiff of the top I know I'll stay
It takes teamwork to get from the ground to first like turning a double play (For real)
Been working so long that I know I got it indeed
This what the end of the process looks like no Simmons or Embiid, it's Chris
Can't believe that I made it here
All this coming from a faint idea
Always wanted to prove that I could rap
I'm way past the fork in the road there ain't no option for me to be turning back
Ain't no option for me to be turning back
There ain't no option for me to be turning back
Always wanted to prove that I could rap
I'm way past the fork in the road there ain't no option for me to be turning back
I'm at the crossroads, should I stay or should I go
Only lord knows I keep aiming for my target like a crossbow
My heart goes out to these artists that have lost more
Than have gained this dirty game created dark souls
But y'all can never fade with industry (Never)
When I die that's the only way that they'll mention me (Yeh)
If people only knew how deep the bars run (Supermax)
Rest In Peace to MC Fred the Godson (Facts)
Turning back ain't an option
Who let a Tiger out the cage i'm a lyrical marksman
I got 31 blades and a massacre arson
Grinding bodies for the cream, Carol Baskin and Robbins
Had a million dollar dream with spectacular margin
Tried to justify my means with my family starving
Spitting six-sixteen not your average conscience
Getting paid is the difference between Captain and Sergeant, what up
Can't believe that I made it here
All this coming from a faint idea
Always wanted to prove that I could rap
I'm way past the fork in the road there ain't no option for me to be turning back
Ain't no option for me to be turning back
There ain't no option for me to be turning back
Always wanted to prove that I could rap
I'm way past the fork in the road there ain't no option for me to be turning back
Johnny Hustle the hope I make 'em feel my pain
I'm too big to be in the ring I'm like the One Man Gang
Me and cowards we ain't ever the same
We don't identify, my scammers like to switch the names
I do cards, I do broads but not in the same
That plain watch that day just, is just a day in the game, for real
I'm the hope almighty, they call me Bruce
Sacking those defensive lines like I was Bruce
This soul shit I had Buffalo things
They think we hot cos of Buffalo wings
They all tripping, as soon as I'm riding I know they giving
The mic I got dawg is iron but it ain't spitting (Ye ye)
Rings is all metaphors, I done did more with the metal 4s
I did this with those beams, glass break Steve Austin I'm shattering 16s (Mean)
Can't believe that I made it here
All this coming from a faint idea
Always wanted to prove that I could rap
I'm way past the fork in the road there ain't no option for me to be turning back
Ain't no option for me to be turning back
There ain't no option for me to be turning back
Always wanted to prove that I could rap
I'm way past the fork in the road there ain't no option for me to be turning back
Written by:
Chris Kulukundis, Johnny Hustle, Victor Threatt
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