Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We're still breathing, artist - Ard Adz
Date of issue: 04.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We're still breathing |
Living and I’m tax evading |
I thank Allah every day for these racks I’m making |
Cause it’s hard out here |
I know a man with four kids with no car out here |
It’s hard out here, you’ve gotta move smart out here |
Better grind hard or you’re gonna starve out here |
Up now, I ain’t going back down there |
I’ve got my freedom, they don’t want us out there |
I used to get the bus out here |
I started trapping, I was rapping, tryna buss out here |
It’s like I built it then I meditated |
Thinking how the virus got the world sgregated |
Been chilling, still winning |
2021, more champagn spilling |
2020 opened up my eyes |
Hard times, it’s a blessing in disguise |
You get what you give, it’s a threat how I live |
Pass the sess and the riz |
It’s crazy in the dunya cuz |
I get the whip then I switch it like Munya does |
Vroom vroom, pull up in a black thing |
Where I’m from the feds hate on your black skin |
We come far, every day was a sad ting |
When I meet God I’m gonna hug him and thank him |
School of hard knocks, I know I learned my lessons |
If you’re sinning and you’re winning then it ain’t a blessing |
Pain and stressing, pain’s the essence |
I rap these lyrics from the heart and hope it paints a message |
Painting, I’m done waiting |
I ain’t old Milly but I’m really dream chasing |
Sat money making, bros dem are raising |
I ain’t got time nigga, fuck probation |
Staying humble, what my mama showed me |
Growing up, I bought a shotty what I passed to brodi |
See the opp, master Roley |
He don’t stand for what he preaches like Pastor Tobi |
He a phoney, daddy can’t phone me |
Grew up in the hood, I’ve got more love for my brodi |
Grown with my broski, R.I.P. |
homie |
Shake got life, I just lost two |
I thank God, we’re still breathing |
Still eating, gang still scheming |
Get money season, spend no reason |
I’ve been catching flights, I do not catch feelings |
I thank God, we’re still breathing |
Still eating, gang still scheming |
A couple wins so mashallah |
I hope many more to come, inshallah |