Combustion

By Jameso B

On Re-Life

Released on May 21, 2018

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I've been bustin, bustin

To the point of combustion

(Bustin Bustin)

I've been bustin, bustin

To the point of combustion

(Bustin Bustin)

I've been bustin, bustin

To the point of combustion

(Bustin Bustin)

Take another look at me

Take another look at me

Take another look at me

-Mistaken but fuck it I'm free

I've come a long way from hustlin' and I put that on my life

Real talk, I'm runnin rushin yards, cultivating a lifestyle

High times, are the right vibes, ain't got time for lies

Why don't you get the fuck outta my face

Draining every single ounce of energy away

Standing here stating fuck all of the fakes

I have been listening I have been quietly sitting configuring, knowing one day I'll be able to fit you into my schedule

Knock out your teeth so that you cannot eat any damn food, for 18 months unless it is fed through a damn tube

RUN

Look at me

Take another look at me

Take another look at me

-Mistaken but fuck it im free

See everyone's got opinions and no one just wants to listen

I'm staring down the barrel of life - Reload the clip

Skip every last hiss that the snakes in the grass are givin

I see alotta grins on the faces of fake winners

All you scrimmage gimics are stuck in the same winter

Permanent prime, it is my grind

I do not ask anymore if you're fine

You do much better without me and my-

Overexcessively reach for the sky

Success over everything my state of mind

Detrimental effects of our time, but i will keep busting until it is time

I've been bustin, bustin

To the point of combustion

(Bustin Bustin)

I've been bustin, bustin

To the point of combustion

(Bustin Bustin)

I've been bustin, bustin

To the point of combustion

(Bustin Bustin)

Take another look at me

Take another look at me

Take another look at me

-Mistaken but fuck it I'm free

See everyones got opinions, and no one just wants to listen

I'm staring down the barrel of life, reload the clip and skip every last hiss that the snakes in the grass are given

I see a bunch of grins on the faces of fake winners

All you scrimmage gimics are stuck in the same winter

Permanent prime, it is my grind, i do not ask anymore if you're fine

You do much better without me and my unfamiliarity of an approach

To life

I may be mistaken but im livin it right

Cuz

I've been bustin bustin to the point of combustion

******

What the fuck you want from me

I can’t give it to you

Desire so much but nothing is free

Who taught that to you?

Can you still pursue you goals with your back against the wall

Or will you drown out your failures till last call?

How high is the price for the things you want?

In the pursuit of happiness nothing can be bought

Earn it

Blood, sweat, tears

Sacrifice whatever it takes

Cause we all have to live with the life we make