Maisemore Tag
Moving at fast speed
Life's wishing well you can tell they not like me
Bitch I'm out here ballin in some sweats and a white tee
A fresh pair of Pumas on my feet make the cypher complete
Maisemore tag on my sleeve
Got a lotta reasons to smile now
The irony some niggas give me pound and turn around and give a frown
But ion take it personal
I just lend a hand if it get chopped off
Won't lend again not what my purpose fo
Shifting in the fast lane
At times I'm inspired by the rain that shattered window pains
Yea
Took losses til we learned, the fruit is hella sweeter when you taste the shit you earned
Couldn't rush the process so I hugged every curve
Had my signal on I was waiting on my turn
Poured the gasoline to all the bridges that I burned
Blood sweat and tears put the ashes in the urn
Learned every lesson from losses we had to take
In order to be great we had to mold it into shape
You tend to feel alive when you see dreams when you awake
Moving at fast speed
Life's wishing you can tell they not like me
Bitch I'm out here ballin in some sweats and a white tee
A fresh pair of Pumas on my feet make the cypher complete
Maisemore tag on my sleeve
Yea
Maisemore tag on my sleeve
Life's wishing well you can tell they not like me
Bitch I'm out here ballin in some sweats and a white tee
A fresh pair of Pumas on my feet make the cypher complete
Maisemore tag on my sleeve
Got a lotta reasons to smile now
The irony some niggas give me pound and turn around and give a frown
But ion take it personal
I just lend a hand if it get chopped off
Won't lend again not what my purpose fo
Shifting in the fast lane
At times I'm inspired by the rain that shattered window pains
Yea
Took losses til we learned, the fruit is hella sweeter when you taste the shit you earned
Couldn't rush the process so I hugged every curve
Had my signal on I was waiting on my turn
Poured the gasoline to all the bridges that I burned
Blood sweat and tears put the ashes in the urn
Learned every lesson from losses we had to take
In order to be great we had to mold it into shape
You tend to feel alive when you see dreams when you awake
Moving at fast speed
Life's wishing you can tell they not like me
Bitch I'm out here ballin in some sweats and a white tee
A fresh pair of Pumas on my feet make the cypher complete
Maisemore tag on my sleeve
Yea
Maisemore tag on my sleeve
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Writer(s): Micah Hamilton
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