Breakthrough Songtext
von Isaiah Dreads
Breakthrough Songtext
I did what they can′t do
I'm the lone wolf
Win the game when I play so I can′t loose
I step plank to plank until I rise up
And yeah I fall down too
That's the cold truth
And I accept that
Okay I took a step back
But I know I wasn't a set back
Yeah over the past couple of months
I′ve focused on myself and not what the rest act
Not what the rest do
Cos if you can′t accept yourself then they can't accept you
Yeah a wise guy told me
Music never dies
If it′s real they can't forget you
Jay just rang me
We were talking bout old times
We′re not blood but that's my bro
We used to go youth club every week
Just to record years man old time codes
Cos we′re grown now
And everybody's moved out from the small town that we lived in
Yeah I went from a boy to a man so loving
Then I got played like a six string
And yeah I work hard
I swear down bro
I put magic on the page like JK
Yeah I work hard
I rap all day
Rap till I got a toothache like JK
You can't break me
I don′t take breaks
I got hunger within
Got love on my skin like love bites
I take over your mind
Take over your mind like a drug might
I got a buzz and
Them man are buzzed from the drugs that they done
Put drugs in their gums
Cryptic as fuck
Yeah all the things that you do don′t amount to the shit that I done
I'm a south west animal
Skippy flow general
Work late killer
Straight up I′m ahead of you
Real
My mind's in the sky like satellites
I′m on a mission just tryna find paradise
Trapped in a rainstorm lost in the jungle
If you don't fuck with me then straight fuck you
Laptop and a few pens in the rucksack
Tryna make a big track any time I come through
Yeah I′m tryna make pounds from rap
Take on a guy tryna take my crown
Mentally drained
I'm on the edge of insane
But all of that makes my sound
I don't wanna box myself I make rap
I make house make trap
It′s fine
Couple guys wanna try and hate on my grind
My creative mind goes further than grime
And it′s mad
Cos I work all the time
Pen to the pad till my eyelids sting
South west to the west side of the river
Make hits like Tyson in the ring
Make hits like Tyson with the glove
It's mad I′m taking it down bringing it up
They told me I got so many bangers
But when it comes to the heart I'm so shut
And
You can see it in my face
I′m equipped in the race
Hunger in my eyes when I pace through
I say what I think and I think what I say
Yo I don't wanna break I wanna break through
You can see it in my face
I′m equipped in the race
Hunger in my eyes when I pace through
Yeah I say what I think and I think what I say
Yo I don't wanna break I wanna break through
It's Dreads
I'm the lone wolf
Win the game when I play so I can′t loose
I step plank to plank until I rise up
And yeah I fall down too
That's the cold truth
And I accept that
Okay I took a step back
But I know I wasn't a set back
Yeah over the past couple of months
I′ve focused on myself and not what the rest act
Not what the rest do
Cos if you can′t accept yourself then they can't accept you
Yeah a wise guy told me
Music never dies
If it′s real they can't forget you
Jay just rang me
We were talking bout old times
We′re not blood but that's my bro
We used to go youth club every week
Just to record years man old time codes
Cos we′re grown now
And everybody's moved out from the small town that we lived in
Yeah I went from a boy to a man so loving
Then I got played like a six string
And yeah I work hard
I swear down bro
I put magic on the page like JK
Yeah I work hard
I rap all day
Rap till I got a toothache like JK
You can't break me
I don′t take breaks
I got hunger within
Got love on my skin like love bites
I take over your mind
Take over your mind like a drug might
I got a buzz and
Them man are buzzed from the drugs that they done
Put drugs in their gums
Cryptic as fuck
Yeah all the things that you do don′t amount to the shit that I done
I'm a south west animal
Skippy flow general
Work late killer
Straight up I′m ahead of you
Real
My mind's in the sky like satellites
I′m on a mission just tryna find paradise
Trapped in a rainstorm lost in the jungle
If you don't fuck with me then straight fuck you
Laptop and a few pens in the rucksack
Tryna make a big track any time I come through
Yeah I′m tryna make pounds from rap
Take on a guy tryna take my crown
Mentally drained
I'm on the edge of insane
But all of that makes my sound
I don't wanna box myself I make rap
I make house make trap
It′s fine
Couple guys wanna try and hate on my grind
My creative mind goes further than grime
And it′s mad
Cos I work all the time
Pen to the pad till my eyelids sting
South west to the west side of the river
Make hits like Tyson in the ring
Make hits like Tyson with the glove
It's mad I′m taking it down bringing it up
They told me I got so many bangers
But when it comes to the heart I'm so shut
And
You can see it in my face
I′m equipped in the race
Hunger in my eyes when I pace through
I say what I think and I think what I say
Yo I don't wanna break I wanna break through
You can see it in my face
I′m equipped in the race
Hunger in my eyes when I pace through
Yeah I say what I think and I think what I say
Yo I don't wanna break I wanna break through
It's Dreads
Writer(s): Richard Turvey, Thomas Broderick, Anthony Bamgboye, Isaiah Hamilton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
