Terrance Moore - Cold Winter / Overture - On My Way lyrics

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Terrance Moore - Cold Winter / Overture - On My Way lyrics

[Intro: Terrance Moore] (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Go on let it out Go on let it out (I got it) Go on let it out Go on let it out (I got it, I got it) x2 [Verse 1] What's a trip to France if you ain't droppin' bills? Need at least $2 mill. advance on that record deal Tryna watch some films in Cannes with my pack dressed to k** Gotta love directing when bad women in my depth of field, huh In the end, if we don't win, I guess sh** still fun They looking for the next hot thing, but watch out for that chill one Flows spill, out of me From New Jerz, it's a part of me A couple rooms and a pot to pee Long as it's got a booth, save a spot for me I'm possibly the new James Dean Them old movies my relax sh** I listen to Sinatra & swear we the new Pack kid We the loud pack off loud pack Potential got no limits and we 'bout that Now that you see where my sound at You can see why I'm asking, "where the crown at?" Making hits until I break like a brown bat I don't really give a f** if it sound bad I'm mad, tryna get on for my moms since I lost my dad Guess it's time to get it on like a Marvin ballad Gotta have it, like a starving addict (I be going) [Hook] If things don't go right I don't know what I'm left with now I'm just young tryna live it, (live it) No time for games, no time to waste I'm on my way Push this sh** to the limit Even with no gas in it Time to get it When my n***as chillin' Repenting because we sinners Wonder if the Lord forgives us Even-though we're not beginners It's gon' be a hot Summer Cause it's been a cold Winter, yeah (Here I come) Yeah [Verse 2] What's designer clothes if you don't own the poems you pen, bruh? Hope I don't make no foes, but if I do, I gotta win, bruh My team got that bomb, bruh I do it for my Momma I don't need no drama Just need zeroes and commas Shoot B-roll, when we roll See the Garden, go Though, I'm a little bit pissed off Cause my flow hard Could be the sensation of the nation No Beauregarde, I'm so charged I'm ticked off, that's why I'm Brick City's big star, (Hol' up) Mix loud, shoot raw, (That's the) Canon, I'm a rebel But trust in the Lord, f** a devil Far as flows got several a**holes gone tell you He ain't got flows & he never will But I got drive 'til my pedal got a medal feel Should feel fine, but I feel ill We should get on this time By a book and unload my mind So I can say, "I occupied my time unsigned," Cook in the lab 'til we eat good Like we should, we don't write, just mic Don't need no notepad To create some dope a** lines I'm wound up, way, way too tight I light my pipe and unwind and I be gone [Hook] [Transition/Bridge] Yeah Retro Nuveaux Rebel without a cause Rebel without a cause We gone revel 'til we lost Rebel without a cause We gone revel 'til we lost Rebel no cause We gone revel 'til we lost Rebel without a cause I'm coming from The Garden where they often do shoot I'm just coming from The Garden where they often do shoot I-I-I'm coming from The Garden where they often do shoot You don't need science for proof, this ain't no lyin' it's true [Verse 3] Ok, riding 'round The Garden Bump the sh** I just recorded Think about the people out here poor and About my dreams, how I'm fighting for it Pennies for my thoughts Pennies for porridge Yeah, and mortgage ain't cheap So speaking my thoughts I might not afford it But I gotta get it sorted, cause my pops gone kid Either do it, or the streets'll take me Or I'm gone miss 24 kid Mr. Moore kid, sicker than a b**h Waiting for his chance to get richer than rich Before I dim out or flicker, I'll switch To the camera, not just for pics All my flicks shot in this Garden no Knicks Since the Nets left, I'm the star of this sh** I'm ballin' too Yeah, yeah I'm ballin' too [Transition] Groovy baby, groovy! [Outro: Mahalia Jackson] I'm on my way to Canaan Land I'm on my way oh to Canaan Land On my way Canaan Land On my way glory hallelujah I'm on my way Well on my way To Canaan Land I'm on my way Oh, to Canaan Land On my way Canaan Land On my way glory hallelujah I'm on my way