Brave Heart
When I see the Sun
I so surely get to my knee
And thank God for the New day
And tighten Vanz on my feet
You know
The Street's so cold
So when I go out
I read a verse
And keep my neck so cold
Coz I know
When I pull up in the Stud
My chest gonn Burn
Man
In the Street's
You live and Learn
Still at it
Even whether Bad
Got nothing but my band
Still bumping that rubber band gang
FC and CA
Shit, that's a gang
If there's no pay
We don't hang
They say this a game
But it's no fun
All I see, it's a long run
That's why when I'm in the booth
I don't play
I look up to Street Carn and Co Kayn
I'm so greatful for this chord Journey
That's why I never complain
All these Late nights
And Early mornings
One day I'm gonn earn
Fake niggaz gonn learn
Revenge bill
Will be paid all once
The pay bill
Will be paid all once
We moving so quick, as we can
Nigga don't touch that Pan
Coz we ain't switching no sides
I live the life through Pad
I keep at it
Even times Bad
The fakes one's
Keep stalking
Hoping to get the piece
Of the plan
Coz they see I no longer play
I spill the feel
On top of the Pen
I promised the fam
To bring all the cash
Through chill rhymes and wordplay
Ain't bustin out
Till I got my pay
I so surely get to my knee
And thank God for the New day
And tighten Vanz on my feet
You know
The Street's so cold
So when I go out
I read a verse
And keep my neck so cold
Coz I know
When I pull up in the Stud
My chest gonn Burn
Man
In the Street's
You live and Learn
Still at it
Even whether Bad
Got nothing but my band
Still bumping that rubber band gang
FC and CA
Shit, that's a gang
If there's no pay
We don't hang
They say this a game
But it's no fun
All I see, it's a long run
That's why when I'm in the booth
I don't play
I look up to Street Carn and Co Kayn
I'm so greatful for this chord Journey
That's why I never complain
All these Late nights
And Early mornings
One day I'm gonn earn
Fake niggaz gonn learn
Revenge bill
Will be paid all once
The pay bill
Will be paid all once
We moving so quick, as we can
Nigga don't touch that Pan
Coz we ain't switching no sides
I live the life through Pad
I keep at it
Even times Bad
The fakes one's
Keep stalking
Hoping to get the piece
Of the plan
Coz they see I no longer play
I spill the feel
On top of the Pen
I promised the fam
To bring all the cash
Through chill rhymes and wordplay
Ain't bustin out
Till I got my pay
Credits
Writer(s): Masande Mfino
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