Pryde - Moment 4 Life lyrics

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Pryde - Moment 4 Life lyrics

This is for radio stations that hated my songs They say " yo Russell never try, youre a try hard " This is for you guys, knockin' my loose pride Open your eyes, but you can't cause they're too wide You're just a poor asian, you'll never make cake You're a swagger jacker, you're a fake Drake For those dude who beat me up, thinkin they're tough To all you people sayin " dude get your haircut " In this moment number one is my goal The moon is my brain and the sun is my soul So I'mma keep grindin till the day I see heaven Till then I'mma just make these songs and go gold, maybe platinum In this game in this sport It's me, Phili , Dj Suss and Baby J on the court Against every other labels tryna clash cuz they're enemies So basically it's Mars Music versus the industry Shout to my friends back home right beside me If I change cause of the industry, remind me Cause you know me, so please keep mind Because in theses lines it's Russel then D-Pryde Momma's really proud on the what we're all about I love you momma dukes, I promise you a house And know that ain't a joke, I'm rhyming till I drop Mount Everest high and I'm still climbing to the top This time I'll never stop, I'm playin' this right I remember what J said that really changed my life He said " you gotta find a job that absolutely love and when you'll find it, you'll never work a day in your life " And that's true J, true say Since then I looked at music in a new way Haters hate me like the day before tuesday Reppin Canada like Blue Jays and Bublé.. uhh They keep callin' me the new Drake Haters flyin in the air like a bouquet Right above the one but I'm never at a zero And I'm reppin for the asian cuz we never had a hero Put your gla** up, I'm up and higher Still drinkin' Arizona like I'm sponsored by them This is for my family, growing like an apple tree For my mother that had to witness my daddy leave Like I had to be, but I'mma keep movin' Shout out to all of my fans who loved my sweet music And how I speak thru it, who think I'm kinda tight Peanut bu*ter ain't an ingredient to this dynamite