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awon & phoniks - above water lyrics

[verse 1]
i don’t maintain, i’m doin’ well, n+gga
if it’s hate in your blood, i see you in h+ll, n+gga
i’m no follower, i’m a leader, homie
i stay dragonfly, you a mosquita’
smellin’ like one of the loudest packs of reefer
twistin’ up in cuban cigars, the heavy chiefer
believe it or not, there was a time when i wasn’t hot, smellin’
like crack form, pumpin’ on hot splotch hustle gain
top+notch, my uncle was locked down, sendin’ me kites
tellin’ me sh+t for unboxed in, a six by
nine the o.d. told me to stick the rhymes
form stuck up in the feds for ridiculous time
signs to drop heavy, some of those jewels truck
even though i didn’t give a f+ck, i want a jewels truck, ya dig?
had no place, on a school bus with kids
i was rollin’ with goons who pack guns to twist wigs
sh+t, livin’ life fast like ceelo games
had pipers lined up like it was free cocaine
then n+ggas got greasy like beef lo mein
tried to rob me and my homies like they did 2chainz
d+mn, n+ggas wanna stick me for my paper
d+mn, why do i attract the player haters?
just wonder the risk of gettin’ illegal paper
get rob lockshot or sent to meet ya maker
one thing i remember about my uncle’s kites
is the constant advice he gave me about life
in a simple sentence, right after he said “peace”
he said, “maintain in the belly of the beast”
[chorus]
he used to say, “maintain, in the belly of the beast”
“keep your head above water in these streets”
he used to say, “maintain, in the belly of the beast”
“keep your head above water in these streets”
he used to say, “maintain, in the belly of the beast”
“keep your head above water in these streets”
he used to say, “maintain, in the belly of the beast”

[verse 2]
on my real dude, i never lie n+gga
y’all lames ain’t really ready to die, n+gga
i never front so i can say neither am i, n+gga
i love my fam gettin’ p+ssy and gettin’ high, n+gga
but it’s more to life than bein’ a fly n+gga
like it’s more to friends than n+ggas who ride with you
like it’s more to fam than knockin’ your chick up
like it’s more to women than b+tches with thick b+tt
like it’s more to hustlin’ than makin’ a quick buck
it’s about not ever gettin’ your wrist cut
and these days people snitch so much, is expectin’ no
rules to these streets cool tomorrow’s neglected
my uncle said, “it’s no honor amongst thieves,”
“those you break bread with might have you deceased”
so don’t all my n+ggas gone, i say “rest in peace
if you alive, maintain in the belly of the beast”
the moral of the story is street life and glorious
i compare hustlers to real warriors
you either live notorious or die victorious
when i’m from n+ggas don’t make it to they twenties
all for the love of hustlin’ and gettin’ money
all for the attitude of tryin’ to take from me
get wrapped up and backed up like a mummy
toe tagged up, they say a prayer for you on sunday
we all gotta go one day, i’d rather live
grow old and gray, have a couple grandkids
it’s hard to raise your children when doin’ a bid
visits and phone calls won’t amount to sh+t
[chorus]
he used to say, “maintain, in the belly of the beast”
“keep your head above water in these streets”
he used to say, “maintain, in the belly of the beast”
“keep your head above water in these streets”
he used to say, “maintain, in the belly of the beast”
“keep your head above water in these streets”
he used to say, “maintain, in the belly of the beast”

- awon phoniks lyrics

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