Mike Frey - THA BRINK lyrics

To the brink To the brink young bruvv Keep it pushin puh puh ppushin Uhh Times grind On the rough mind in a rut Lying to the gut break me off something prideful In sight outta body My in flight Bacardi Won't ignite the party When I'm flying in to Austin One reality not so close to the next But My alternative keep me close to my breath Stuck Over-an*lyze them thoughts never pay forward I paid for it No line of credit or bank storage Plus My currency divided The crowd react or personal conncetions sum of my ma**es Now multiply it It all eqauls anxiety my motivation Not from competition Or mode or mission Profession no way of livin I know my limits And matter fact that's all I ever know No Adventure in my country Borders break the ebb & flow A rebel just don't let it go But I'm at a moment where I question if I'm credible Tangible goals Coming of age Or Man against ghost? I don't know To the brink To the brink young bruvv Keep it pushin puh puh ppushin Uhh Born breached cold feet Hands Sweat Hold piece Whoa beast Slow roll Straight Creep Old grease Still hot Dirt cheap Chill Rob All Gee You outchea? We stillchea N B -- D Bricks in a wagon blicks on vicmode BLVD mugs calling dibs on the future Dirty lipped sugar tongue filthy mouth Rotten a** tricked out rapper U don't start runnin til they shoot you Guilty til proven insolent Impotent villains revealing feelings of insignificance Sealing their fate Bone chilling dome spilling Chrome spinning revolver sizzling Peeling the face of a diligent Stoic militant Sticking the prick in a bottle of ink Liquor stinking the spitter slicker like Hit the lick like more than a snicker Stick to the chips snaxxx & a dip Quick to Vick half of the vig Grab & bag gonna pack in more than it fits Coming of age Or Man agains ghost? I don't know To the brink To the brink young bruvv Keep it pushin puh puh ppushin Uhh