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Warrior Lyrics
By JusJrdn

Verse 1 

Almost at the top, this is a wonderful feeling. 
I’ve been conquering mountains, you just climbing up women.

try
Like the rebel in my life
Showed my back you pulled a knife
Siked by your nerves
Always telling lies
Till you get it right! Yeah!
Nigga please tell

Who am I
Just a youngin' who trying to pay his bills on time
Who am I
I'm just out here speaking life so my name won't die
Who am I who am I who am i

still riding with training wheels (Still riding with training wheels)
Time is money, boy you late still tryna pay ya bills (You late still tryna pay ya

would make the trips state-bound
You're not desperate enough to take me by your side
But you're still not over dead girls you never met
And I'm yet to see

don't mean I'm hiding
I'ma Crease God wit the iron
Lay low when the Fido firing
It wasn't premeditated
It was predicted
Yeah, I'ma Mayan
Bill Nye when I'm

pray for me
The village boy want to get money
To settle some bills and my mommy
If money dey she go Dey happy
See I Dey hustle hard as you can see I'm

I'm going back
To the place I ran from
Palm trees, broken roads
Desert dust bowl sun
Where the bill man call you
Almost every week
Which bills to pay

imma kill
Then let my demons grind on all on my body
She's begging for bills

What's the goal
She wants the gold
That's why she holding me
She holding

Studio right in my back yard 

I Always work hard for my own shit 
I Never ask anyone for their shit 
Unless it’s big bill’s or oudou’s shit 
Cuz then if I

again,
And the light bill due, 
But he still gotta eat,
Grand mama can’t work, 
Gotta give a little something just to make ends meet,

What you want us

pojebaniec
Walisz pasa by to ukryć ale każdy trzaśnie

My robimy tu swoje reszta w tyle
Nasze wersy złote resztę wyjeb
Na szalę kładę życie tak jak diler

that
they say we are living in ‘cause I’m feeling fine,
(and) maybe that’s because
my brand new conquest is by my side.

She’s got a groovie style,

and paranoid with a weapon in an intrepid
Rode by the coney it said enjoy bacon for breakfast
That's a sign from a higher power
A chump with a gun that's bumping

but I try on and on,
she walks by a monastery,
that's why the monks are no longer monks.
Wounds of shiver, soaked my pleasure
in the gin on her tray,

sitting on a bill
What you know about standing corners when your plug living in the hills

Had to make sure that my mama right
Had to make sure that I get

Hate the way you make me feel
This cost is real, astronomical
I can't stop these pills, I can't stop the bills
Can't stop the sick, its impossible
See,

It was on a Saturday night and the moon was shing bright
They passed the conscription bill
And the people they did say for many miles away
'Twas

a rut
But every time I get on top of it
It falls sideways
Then I’m scraping it by ‘til each Friday
But they say
Make money, make money
Get your bills paid

bills to pay
I'm gettin' paid a lot
They want me to fail 
Now I just take my shot
Took this opportunity and made it my own
Grindin' by myself
I'm coming

Life weh we dey, no be joke ting
Shit gets real deep, like the ocean
Friends rival, for the dollar bill
Better know yourself, who you dealing with
This

Catcha coma coming to my head
Cause I got 7 things hanging from my bed
Every time I hear a siren sing
Heart sings as the trucks pass by in the red

or a life on budget 
So I'm fighting for my benefits I'll never be quiet
And I'm writing all these poets stacking bills in my closet 
One day I'll have

way to Austin, Texas
Headed right from California
For that South By South West
Twenty hour drive without rest
No down time, no sound check
But that