Текст песни Letting Go (feat. Rob Taube) - Tune Tune

Lets get it

Yeah

See my palms ain't sweaty
Cause deep down i'm ready
My situations held me back
it look light, but its heavy
I'm focused
Tunnel vision
I'm like fuck the pity
Tune gon keep going till she run the city like Diddy

I had to loose myself in this music
This moment I own it, and i wont never let it go
I had to walk 8-Miles, did not stop enhance my flow
Cause opportunity comes once in a life to blow
You Know

Really was down bad, that's when I found myself
I took it on the chin, ain't have no time to cry for help
Looking in the mirror, best ways to remind myself
Trophies on the wall, a top baller since when
Shit
I've been running though these females trying to look for me
I let them get close
And they really put their hate on me
Hate the attention and the love that's a gift to me
But I ain't never loose shit that was meant for me

Aye, don't you say be you
Cause since when you know me
Gave away so much swag, I think they really owe me
I'm trying to find myself, so how the fuck these niggas know me
How the fuck they gon know me
Look

Crying hard to God just to get this blessing
Putting friends before my family was my hardest lesson
I had no guidance, I just learn from my own mistakes
I'm gon get to the top no matter the gates
I gotta climb for it
Bullshit i'm blind to it
I'm tryna take my broken home and make a smile out it
Cause really though
They chasing cash, they silly though
I'm chasing better life
Cause really, that's a billion though

I had to loose myself in this music
This moment
I own it and i wont never let it go
I had to walk 8-Miles, did not stop enhance my flow
Cause opportunity comes once in a life to blow
You know

I got a million flows
One day gon really blow
They was sleep on me
But now they really woke
Yeah
I had to loose myself in this music
This moment i own it
And I'ma never let it go

Only lost i want back is my grand mom
I love Angela, but really need my real mom
The happiest she seen me was my school prom
Maybe its the dress that i wore
Maybe its the best that she scored
Cause she got bragging rights
Your daughter looking nice
I'm looking like her son
I don't think its sitting right
With her
And I'm still tryna make it happen
I had bars in the mirror
Should of seen me rapping

I been prep myself for this
In the mirror hear me wish
My life destined for this shit
Everyday I'm practicing
Cause I eat, sleep, and shit rap
Cant be on beats with no mumble bars
Cause that shit is not rap
Cant let you niggas beat me no
Grinding hard, I'm soon gon blow
I was taught the hardest working person is who's next to blow
So while these niggas sleep
Tune gon creep
I been writing under sheets
On the train making beats
I ain't trying to waste a minute with this rap shit
Before i let my bars overflow
I'll cap it

Get it
Its bottled up
Come find me for it

Tune