Lyrics:
Fortissimo how I speaks my soul
But those weak games ain't my forte
I'm tryna grow inside that's core greatness
Geared up for the cold north face kid
No time
You all geared up you hit me with the low blows
"Like you mad over someone that moved on
Like you mad over someone that left you
I came around to pick
And I'm war ready, bitch I'm geared up
Spent a fuckin bag on my cartier's
Rookie of the year, pulled up in a Urus
Momma said "grow up, life ain't ever been
face
I know about it, I can truly see the grit
Encouraged, stay equipped and hungry we gotta get it
Geared for whatever, A.O.G for any weather
Alpha
Mans geared up all blvck
Mans leaving up no trace
Never find no case
No case in that casee
Yeah
Better close that case
Ine na bantu bandi
Ine na bantu
time I tried to help you cheer up
But you didn't do shit for me so I found a new girl and I'm geared up
Put my back in the rap
So put your money with
and grind
Did I try to run when life pressed me on?
No, I geared myself, and I
Spread my wings
Raised my hands to the sky and let my purpose soar
It was more
Dear Lord
I guess my early days of nothing was geared towards
Valuing what matters, and building that to get more
People thinking I'm poor, cool, I wish
Sparks hit em like they got an epiphany from a god
The truth ain't far, often right under your nose
Designer geared up still looking silly under ya clothes
had no self control
Kicked my shoes off just to change my stroll
Now I'm all geared up but my heart is on patrol
Snatched my demons up and put them
the time to go and kick it with you
That's when I geared up, the piece on my holster, hope I ain't close to
Losing my wits and smoking the both of you with
yo ear drums
We here, what now?
I could've swore that y'all was talking I don't hear nun now
We geared up
Don't come near us now
Like it's all smooth
hoes
Bouta' take a hit that I never miss though.
Been in this game for 12 years
Prepared when I came I'm well geared
Words on my name they tell fear
from Cobb, he outside still hidin
I seen the chance risin' Maybe I really feel like viking
Yeah, I was gearing for gold I took L's, so I geared for God
I
calling
I'm hitting the dial, but it just keep calling
When the streets call
You know I gotta' answer
Hatred in my body
Feel just like a cancer
Geared up
now
Niggas feel he shit I say just cause im geared to walk now
But if you walkin like you talkin then you really boss now
Tryna stack it in my safe
grandma sleep on a couch for her whole life
I had to persevere
Doubt be tryna creep up in my life, make it disappear
I'm geared up in the full armor of God
Geared up,
Call all the ones know,
Ready to beat that road
With the loudest songs we know
( Damn )
Don't stop,
Playing my favourite tune
Bounce
strategy
I know it's something you can't believe
Your fighting your spiritual atrophy
Fear I hate it so I get it outta me
Geared to raise it, felt like it
commandeer
Still the sum of all their fears
But your geared, towards the truth
Tell em' Lady Cee is here
I'm in the booth, have no fear
Put a couple in the air
now I'm ready to go
Qa send'qhutyiwe guess you geared me when I started the flow
I'm just a niggar from the streets ubuyandiva ke mfo
Ngu Jola ke lo
I took seven years off like I had broken a mirror
I just dusted off the curses now my focus is clearer
Got my soldiers all geared up
And they're down
Tuna bambika, is a song geared towards hard work and urban life. Lanie banks says the youth should work hard but at the same time target their
it does thats just how they act
Got a need for it squeeze on it juice it back
I’m here for it geared for it equips and packed
Let me see you put
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