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Lyrics English
Who’s next up to bat
Tit for tat
Soon as they react
It’s a wrap
You ain’t built like me to take the heat
I done took the torch from every match
I don’t take a break that isn’t fast
Got too much I’ve built to keep intact
I’ve been designed with what you need and lack
You reachin’ for the shit that we attract
Get back best stay out my lane
Too ahead of ’em they still tryna gate
No pretending like this isn’t my game
Stop pretending like you isn’t afraid
Lookin’ spent guess you isn’t as paid
This ain’t hunger for no minimum wage
This that hunger that can’t live with a taste
This that hunger that needs everyone’s plate
I ain’t saving face this is fate
I Aan’t saving space for debate
You can place the blame on the faith
For the games you can’t recreate
I know the hatred makes you understate
I’m showin’ ’em too much heart to overrate
I’m showing the motion only to overtake
Put me down time to pick up the pace
Till the reaper sends six feet keep my footing
Lookin’ back at all the distance I took it
And I took it far wherever that y’all couldn’t
Heart is on the line there’s nowhere else I can put it
Nowhere else I can fit it except for every decision
Job is never finished I never knew of a limit
Born to be an idol to those that bear witness
Ain’t no use convincing that blind what’s not hidden
I won’t even come back around to talk business
I just stopped running my mouth and walked different
Ain’t no time for no runarounds I want distance
Told you I wanted it all I’m not kidding
Who would’ve thought the story I told is true
Knew it was real before I done showed the proof
Smilin’ now you thought I was goin’ to lose
Pay you no mind ‘cause that’s what I owe to you
Ain’t no saving face this is fate
I ain’t saving space for debate
You can place the blame on the faith
For the games you can’t recreate
I know the hatred make you understate
I’m showin’ ’em too much heart to overrate
I’m showin’ the motion only to overtake
Put me down time to pick up the pace
Oh the stars wait for no one
The gods wait for no one
All the hearts wait for no one
So my heart waits for no one
Heard you tryna match my pace
You can never catch my pace
Uh heard you wanna match my pace
Yeah
You can never catch mine
You can never catch my pace