Malc - Daily Repetitions (feat. Soulfull & Kärma)

One foot in front of the other
Ima get this shit done
Cus Mentally a nigga drained
N shit I can't front
Steady tryna stay above water
Just tryna keep up
My Eyes on the prize
I ain't expect no fucking free lunch
Them blinders on
Cus competition ion see nun
Looking in the mirror I really dig the person I've become
So fuck a moment
I'm tryna stretch this shit a lifetime
Working I need a 30 for 30
Bitch it's my time
Writing every line like im goin get rich off of this rhyme
But I understand
That shit like this
This shit could take time
S.L.O the way we get it
Na never cheat the grind
Long as I stay organic
They can't ever say fraud wit mine
Rain, sleet, or snow
I flip Shit
To make sugar
And shine
Who else could turn they darkest times into life line
So Fuck a moment
I need success for a lifetime
Cus check to check ain't cutting for a nigga right now
Cus moms got bills
Sis got bills
Aunt Lis got bills
This for the fam forreal
I give this shit my soul
Everything I feel
94TiL against the world
We independent still

I was told you gotta reap what you sew
Im just tryna get a piece what I'm owed
I gotta
Get it Get it and Get it some more
I gotta
Get it Get it and Get it some more
And I know
That everything been taking some time
But they can never take what is mine
I gotta
Get it Get it and Get it some more
I gotta
Get it Get it and Get it some more

Fuck being good
Cus it ain't good enough
Them Limitations don't exist
So don't put those on us

Fuck being good
Cus it ain't good enough
Them limitations don't exist
So don't put those on us

Came a long ass way
In 2 quick years
Reflecting
Like nigga you really working
But who the fuck cares
Yeah you good
But being good was good never enough
Got a couple classics for the city
But na that ain't enough
A mastermind
With bigger plans than whats surrounding
Had to throw caution to the wind to fly
That shit grounded us
Im all the way in
On success
Im steady hounding her
Kawhi the work
I'm on my job
That shit astounding huh
They call it conscious shit
Cus I'm talking common sense
I guess common sense is uncommon
That's why I write like this
The Rock of Gibraltar on my shoulder
But I'm Ight wit it
Seem the world freeze when I talk
N I ain't hyping Shit
Lapping niggas that had a fucking head start
Not bad for a nigga who had to feel his was in the dark
Throwing paint at the wall
Now they calling this shit art
A modern day Jacob Lawrence
Or Jean Michele Basquit
N In every move I fucking make I feel I'm guided by my pops
Inshallah
Never ever will I stop betting on I
A perfectionist
I gotta cross my Ts
N for dot my fucking Is
N touch a million while I'm young
This loaded bases
Hands to god

Written by:
Candice Peterson, Kahrice Harrison, Malcolm Robinson

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