Foreign Kev - Divine lyrics

8 years of ballin' I gave that to the game 21 months since I, made the whole plan Champ on my name but it do feels like the same Working so hard that they thought I was insane Make out nothing into something, my dna They waiting till they caught me lackin, they always pray But I’m still winning, I’m still moving, and always going I ain’t trippin’ cause in the end I’m still tryin’ Remember those days When I, came in with my own name Wasn’t playing, with my own game Aim for the sky, prize on the high Flame on the bars, fame on the gram Claim on the dime and a dream, on frame Rap on a beat, got my own lane fu*k on a b*tch, last week, she came Money bag I’m gettin’ now, came from hustlin' to a job Dedication overnight Working on my vision now Nothing can’t stop me now Old friends they be hittin' up I can’t even say what’s up They left me when I changed my mind Sarcrifice all my time for my grind I ain’t never stoppin' now I’m just keep on steppin' up Ain’t no way I’m going back But I’m always looking back Rather be stand up guy, than to stand out all the time She wanna call but don’t link up Tell me why should I give a fu*k I’m just wasting all my time While she waiting for my line I know girl you are fine Sorry it’s my time to shine Writing poems on my prime Doesn’t mean I’m gonna sign Independent all the time, ain’t no way I’m gonna sign, got my back, got my spine, just myself on the climb Spittin' out all these rhyme, like I go and did some crime, like I made it overtime, I can do this anytime Yea I can do this anytime, I can prove it everytime Just the patience to divine Trust and time will define That’s the point, bottom line Just the patience to divine