D2x – HILLS & HURDLES Lyrics

I'm shaking off this dead weight, you can't play right in my face
Just know that that nigga that you slept on one day gon' be great
Too many niggas two-faced, I sit right up in my plate
I just know that I'm too hungry steady writing in my place
Think my mind playing tricks at 24 I'm bumping face
I just know I know I gotta stay patient I'm destined to be great
And I know I gotta wait my turn it's timing in this race
On the path against self, you can't get comfy in this space
I've been draining from the fakes
Fake love from the ones who really love it when you break
It's tension, missile missions planned
Bleeding on this sheet of paper nigga shooting blanks
And I know it's witnesses on my position I can't take
Thinking I ain't work this hard to be an artist and I'm startled
Through them darkest winter nights
When I was starving going thoughtless
Shift the gears remember D, I can't put my dreams in parking
I can see another target, feed and smoke another harvest
And I'm on the come up, I'm too confident niggas optionless
Know I gotta hit the totem pole, know how high I'ma get
I'm ruthless like a number one hooper flooded on scholarship
This shit feel like 2010 I'm dreaming in my mama whip
Nike's on my feet I feel the heat, wait 'til I get rich
I'm up on the hottest list, ain't no one day I'ma miss
I'm drifting in the winter cold cause niggas know I'm 'bout to blow
Being great my only goal in Ziploc, honor roll
I'm swimming through the highs and lows game winner, blindfolded
I believe it even when I can't see it, back in grind mode
The hunger era, ain't no nigga better, let my shine glow
Bright the globe, cold gold, even if the grind slow
My time coming, I can't miss running, the hurdles I can hold
I'ma reach up to the highest height until my dreams fold
2024 The mamba year, of my life goals
The muse I just lit the fuse, the hills that I climb show
I'ma make it, this the year I take it, look what time owed
A nigga who done hopped up out the booth and I refuse
To let a nigga bring me down the muse with these views
Nigga walk inside my shoes pick the hues I can't lose
I abuse, every weapon formed against me with the blues
Flows jumping out the booth it's time to knock you out your tools
Jumpman when I stand I'm overseeing all these dudes
Line 'em all up, and see I just returned with the jewels
I know I know I know, this the year I gotta grow
Gotta push my hustle to the limit until I'm outta dough
Working like I'm out of bread, until I own the bakery
I'm looking back into my future I see where rap been taking me
So I been thankfully, accepting blessings that's been made for me
I see the road and where the clouds be, ho I see what's shaping me
The hills are hurdles, nigga, and this is my event
Gold Haze on the track, let the story begin, begin

Through them sacrifices, hard times
I gotta shine, yeah
It's hunger, uh, it's the hunger
Hills are hurdles

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