Lyrics 24 (Radio Edit) - Nova

24 hours in a day
I'm 24
12 to play the game
That's what it's all for
Make a life a mess
'Fess up your conquests
Bless can't be less
When they see you undress

Say you're the best when they onto the next
Sex and the rest and a hand on the chest
Shuddering breath
Yes I fake it for men
You're failing the test my g

Ha, ha, ha

Action speak louder than words bro
Outlook speak louder than hers ho
Ain't gotta beg for a bet to win
See God's in my ear and he's whispering
Light never goes out when it's flickering
Put the gas to the pedal 'cause this bitch is in
All I need in this life of sin
Is to know that I'm right
I keep practicing

Ah

Practice my craft
Practice my art
There's a Light and dark side
To my psyche and my heart
Brought up with my parents apart
Could say I was doomed from the start
They said I was half of a caste
But look who I are
They not up to par
Fiat 500 if they was a car
I'm raising my voice
When I'm raising the bar

Pow
And I know that I'm pretty
Strangers on road
They say that I'm pretty
I got one man in two different cities
Bun that plan if we ain't getting litty
Half a gram then they say that they miss me
They know who I am so they don't take the piss out of me
I take what I can cause it's natural to me
Know who I am give me fashion for free
I'm doing it all and I'm doing it passionately
They looking at me and it's talent they see
I'm rooting for me cause it's royally We
It all makes sense like geome-t-ry
Like clockwork I know it's tocking
Like clockwork I know I ain't stopping
Rough hand and I know it's shocking
On brand yeah the doss I am mocking

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What would you do if you died in a day
Ends that were loose would you tie them
Or blow all your drugs and money and play
The bits of the truth could you find them
Stuck in a bind even after you tried
When the bomb does drop it's blinding
War is war when you're on deaths door
On league of the truth I am siding

Good for absolutely nothing
Thought I heard a squeak were you saying sutting
Life is bleak when you ain't got the shit that I'm punting
I'm a felony walking, criminal the way that I'm stunting
Up to max not minimal, lyrical
When I first grabbed the mic it was pivotal
Work on the mental 'cause I got it locked down on the physical

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