paroles de chanson Breathe - Dark Fade Ricochet

Lost a lot of sleep to dreams
Lost a lot rest to nightmares
Do you dare? To test status quo?
Even though they blow off new approach, until you blow
Will you fold or double down?
You a scholar or a clown?
Both. Toe the line into a hotter sound
Scovilles in the soul. If only they knew what's gonna go down
But I know it's dangerous to coast off potential alone
Zooming through high life, RAV4 with the sports mode
My life, my terms, my own
That's why I gotta Curve some hoes like cholo cologne
Won't compromise my mission, only worth it for an empress
Rest are left on read or left off impressed by my services
From poverty line to first world problems
Rock Nike Cortez in a corporate office, chain out rocking
All prophets, no losses, called it
My temperament ain't too common
ENFP prodigy, fuck up some commas, fuck the world up like a lobbyist
Sick and tired of watching where I tread
Be myself if I wanna get this bread
Whether or not I'm over my my head
It's best if I forget that there's a ledge
Throw some shine on the kid. When it's all said and finished
You just won't believe what he did. Buzzfeed headline in this bitch
From business buzzed to artistic tipsy
A creative's commitment to make sure they don't commit me

Ain't gonna waste a breath
Suffocated through the mess
They don't want it no more, no more
No choice but to rise, feeling the air thinning
That's how you know you're on the way to more winning, young hustla
Do your breathing, do your breathing. The steeper the climb
Do your breathing, do your breathing. The bigger the fall
Do your breathing, do your breathing. There's no turning back
Do your breathing, do your breathing. Breathe homie, breathe homie

Simple, direct, and non-traditional
Versatility built from a scatterbrain soul
Brandishing this brand while they try to tarnish my name
50 in a 65? What you doing in the pass lane?
A lot to live up to, imma live it up
Sipping 40 cobra like Mamba in the clutch
From me they never expected this much.They throwing dirt and I shoulder brush
Some old heads remind me of Hall & Oates. Out of Touch. Y'all heard that
Put y'all in awe like what if Oz was forreal. I'm the wizard
Ravenclaw kick knowledge. Fly like eagles cause time keeps on slipping, slipping
Reality feel like I'm losing my grip
No choice but to be victorious
No use in you ignoring this
Serf through the waves, hail me lord
Switching lanes, making roads, dabbing with devil horns
Snuffing out your bullshit, so shush all your fuck shit
Belly of the beast, make it menudo while most of y'all ain't built with the stomach

Ain't gonna waste a breath
Suffocated through the mess
They don't want it no more, no more
No choice but to rise, feeling the air thinning
That's how you know you're on the way to more winning, young hustla
Do your breathing, do your breathing. The steeper the climb
Do your breathing, do your breathing. The bigger the fall
Do your breathing, do your breathing. There's no turning back
Do your breathing, do your breathing. Breathe homie, breathe homie

With an open heart and open mind, I channel my insanity
And with open arms I welcome the possibilities within the uncertainties ahead
Breathe from the spirit and express the realest

Ain't gonna waste a breath
Suffocated through the mess
They don't want it no more, no more
No choice but to rise, feeling the air thinning
That's how you know you're on the way to more winning, young hustla
Do your breathing, do your breathing. The steeper the climb
Do your breathing, do your breathing. The bigger the fall
Do your breathing, do your breathing. There's no turning back
Do your breathing, do your breathing. Breathe homie, breathe homie