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jakob leichtman - goin' the distance (feat. prozach) lyrics

[intro: jakob]
miles on the track
jake and prozach on the track
goin’ the distance

[verse 1: jakob]
i’m only 23, i got so much left to do so much to prove
won’t let you take them from me, too much to lose, you ain’t finna do
everything that i have lived, i’ve rapped in the booth, only the truth
misunderstood, see eye to eye but haters still missing the view
what more can i do that hasn’t been done
what more can i say that i haven’t rapped
where else can i go that i haven’t gone
what else do you need, what else do you want
that i ain’t already given
they hate this life that i’m livin’
wasn’t with me from beginning
they just want part of the process now that i’m on sh+t
cuz it don’t cost them, they ain’t adopted
they are not saucy, ain’t been abroad
and don’t know boston
oh no, not like i do (eh no)
i don’t like you uh
used to want to be like you
want be like me yeah
they sending shots but joke is on them
they forgot that i drink a lot
shouts to hayden panettiere, let’s bring it on
pass me the dom your boy is a don
claim that he woke but i’m still slept on
say i’m a joke but y’all the ones funny
laughin’ my way to the bank, thumbing through hundreds
that’s way i keep it uh
i’m tryna ball, they want me to fall
they’ll do anything to see me defeated
it’s a cold world, was already heated
thought i was needed, cycle repeated
y’all can get rinsed, got laundry to air
know life isn’t fair, dealt sh+tty hand
flushed all the fakes, surrounded by royalty
now just gotta provide for ones who loyal to me
quentin miller and nick, good as music gets
but prozach, me and miles on a track you can’t forget
uh, why, we going distant
[hook: jakob]
goin’ the distance
goin’ the distance, you know what this is
goin’ the distance
goin’ the distance, don’t wanna miss this
goin’ the distance
goin’ the distance, you the one trippin’
goin’ the distance
goin’ the distance, just hits no misses

[verse 2: prozach]
i got my bread up (uh yeah)
i was going through it, kept my head up (uh yeah)
now all these motherf+ckers playing catch up (uh yeah)
know i hit the club and i get bent up, you can’t catch us (ay, ay)
i’m going stupid, stack it i never could lose it
i got em like how does he does this, wait i got em so clueless
i’m twistin’ up dro like a rubrix, my god i am so ruthless
and i always stutter like rubin, they see me light up this cuban
i went and bought me a cuban, i know the chains are cubic
i don’t gotta prove it, watch how you use your influence
i throw up the deuces, i’m good i’ve been drinking my fluids
that loosie got my lucid, well loose let me see if i know where the boof is
uh, on some “where they at”, i don’t see them coming up
so where they at, i don’t think i done enough
i’m blunted up, that tanqueray all in my cup
i’m in the cut but i’m first to call your bluff
uh, uh, asked the barista can i get venti
ay, i’m smoking gelato, pull up divenci
uh, i told em don’t try me told em don’t test me
they see me winning they tryna press me
you don’t impress me, please stop trying to stress me
you look so empty, actin’ like my bestie
i got your girlfriend asking can she bless me
that jake and prozach, hits for your headpiece
[hook: jakob]
goin’ the distance
goin’ the distance, you know what this is
goin’ the distance
goin’ the distance, don’t wanna miss this
goin’ the distance
goin’ the distance, you the one trippin’
goin’ the distance
goin’ the distance, just hits no misses

- jakob leichtman lyrics

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