'strive' - nely jax lyrics
[verse 1: nely jax]
my watch game so necessary
my shoe game so necessary
i dont brag much but it’s safe to say, its been a n-gga month like february
sip the hennessy and become legendary
all of lives problems become secondary
im a alcoholic and a work-o-holic
granny sold drugs, its hereditary
an i’d die for this
ramen noodles every night what kinda life is this?
my moms is tired of driving that 1996
i need money worse than them dying kids
selfish thinking, but hunger makes you emotionless
be scrolling through my ig, looking at all the flexing
wondering how i stroke the hoes they spending their whole check on
you ain’t really on homie you ain’t got to lie
don’t no one respect your grind
especially if you don’t get that -ss up and strive
[hook: nely jax]
all day i dream about it, i think about it
i sing about it, i cling around it, i scheme around it
i live for it, i die for it, its no me with out it
i can’t be without it
young n-gga strive for that paper
[verse 2: nely jax]
it take a ill n-gga just to live my life
on point all the time like phife
elevator to the top left n-ggas and it don’t feel right like janay rice
what we running to? the top spot, a hot block, the great life?
n-ggas say it take one hit for you to stop rushing like ray rice
i don’t think light, envisioning more
trying to get mama up out that accord
be on that block like dikembe no scoring
was poor an at twenty i seen my first foreign
wish sandwich just to get mannish
mama didn’t plan it she just got us out
gun shots over jump shots
(blat blat blat blat)
we just block them out
thats why i don’t sleep by windows
and my mind stay on ten toes
and my grind never been slow cause i broke before kinfolk
and i strive
[hook: nely jax]
all day i dream about it, i think about it
i sing about it, i cling around it, i scheme around it
i live for it, i die for it, its no me with out it
i can’t be without it
young n-gga strive for that paper
[verse 3: nely jax]
recognize me when u see me
i stoke a thirsty b-tch and her friend “helga and phoebe”
look, a n-gga spit i’m in that lab hard as dexter and dee dee
teaching these n-ggas something new every year mr. feeny
n-gga pull up on me, all this mula on me
like i bust down a key, boy i got my own st–ze
boy i’m blessed as a sneeze
give a f-ck what you think
all in my face, talking bout’ you getting cake
honestly i can’t relate
cause my n-ggas grinding while you falsify what you make
and we ain’t got time for the fake
we trying to strive
[hook: nely jax]
all day i dream about it, i think about it
i sing about it, i cling around it, i scheme around it
i live for it, i die for it, its no me with out it
i can’t be without it
young n-gga strive for that paper
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