Lyrics Sprint - Mr Streetz

Life's a sprint in my world, clocking 9.4
10 meters past end when I'm checking the board
I don't rest on merit, don't stop with applause
Not when I want a Lambtruck with the fold out doors
I got the marble all white, it's a cocaine floor
And rich people all love it cos they're cocaine whores
Dirty drug money I'm a pro for sure
And I'm the key to success cos I open doors

They're like please can I get me some tips
I'm so sad and I wanna be free
They wanna be Streetz
But boohoo bitch go and get you some ps
You're not in rush, the fuck you wanting from me?
Go get a bit of fire, get a little aggression
Go shoot at your target if you think you're a weapon
Like please teach me to me like Streetz
But who'd I learn to be Streetz from?
No one G
So stop asking me for help, I got no damn time
And you shouldn't either if you're changing your life
It takes so much effort and so much pride
To know you can't fail or you'll pay the price
It's
Punishment, internally
If I'm doing anything but earning ps
I bring fire, it burns to the third degree
If you get caught then don't take it personally

Life's a sprint in my world, clocking 9.4
10 meters past end when I'm checking the board
I don't rest on merit, don't stop with applause
Not when I want a Lambtruck with the fold out doors
I got the marble all white, it's a cocaine floor
And rich people all love it cos they're cocaine whores
Dirty drug money I'm a pro for sure
And I'm the key to success cos I open doors

You could look inside my brain but you wouldn't know half
It's my soul that's feeding my craft
Anything that breaks from my mind's certifiably art
I bring pain and the sweat and scars
It gets physical
Physical reaction to hearing me bar
I get paid just to see them all dance
Coming in last cos you started with a jog not a sprint
I can't sleep without doing my tasks
I'm desperate I'm urgent
Come let me spray the detergent
Sanitise man like a surgeon
Way too clean
Rich, so I'm coming in Germans
Trophies adorned like Jurgen
Klopp
Hugo, a boss
Wherever you go, I'm not
Too slow, you lost
Life's a race bro, and I'm top

Life's a sprint in my world, clocking 9.4
10 meters past end when I'm checking the board
I don't rest on merit, don't stop with applause
Not when I want a Lambtruck with the fold out doors
I got the marble all white, it's a cocaine floor
And rich people all love it cos they're cocaine whores
Dirty drug money I'm a pro for sure
And I'm the key to success cos I open doors

Life's a sprint in my world, clocking 9.4
10 meters past end when I'm checking the board
I don't rest on merit, don't stop with applause
Not when I want a Lambtruck with the fold out doors
I got the marble all white, it's a cocaine floor
And rich people all love it cos they're cocaine whores
Dirty drug money I'm a pro for sure
And I'm the key to success cos I open doors