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jnav. - 10,000 hours lyrics

(intro: jnav.)

t-beatz get the winners for free like
24/7, 365
i just thank god that i am alive
10,000 hours to go, 10,000 hours to go, my life is a mess
10,000 hours to go, 10,000 hours to go, f-ck it i’m blessed
24/7, 365
i just thank god that i am alive
10,000 hours to go, 10,000 hours to go, my life is a mess
10,000 hours to go, 10,000 hours to go, f-ck it i’m blessed

(verse 1)

24/7, 365, find myself alone and lose it at night
loosing my grip, hope that p-ssy tight
hate to be rude but you know i’m right
shorty wanna cut with the bandage
i’ll steal your b-tch like a bandit
beat her once, send it back, she abandoned
promise myself never take it for granted
lord knows (lord knows)
i live far from a saint but lord knows
i go hard in the paint but lord knows
that i’m living with pain
probably tell me you should probably go to church more
go outside get in tune with the earth more
but instead you inside, all in the studio turning your dreams to reality
ain’t nothing good really given free
gotta grind harder, ain’t never sleep
gotta think bigger than 7 feet
i treat the weed like the 70’s
and you know how it go
t-beatz on the beat, we the next episode
we treat this sh-t like a pick and roll
give’n’go
hit a three or the finger roll
we like ticking time bombs how we finna blow

(chorus)

24/7, 365
i just thank god that i am alive
10,000 hours to go, 10,000 hours to go, my life is a mess
10,000 hours to go, 10,000 hours to go, f-ck it i’m blessed
24/7, 365
i just thank god that i am alive
10,000 hours to go, 10,000 hours to go, my life is a mess
10,000 hours to go, 10,000 hours to go, f-ck it i’m blessed

(verse 2)

now you cut from the college
i shoulda known you was wasting the knowledge
staying up and go to cl-ss late
you fail the test then you gravitate
don’t blame the weed or the lack of sleep
i won’t make money just counting sheep
addicted to gold like a honeybee
hit your girl from the back if you front on me
this sh-t amazing
smelling like guilt that’s your f-ckin favorite fragrance
number one stunna so b-tches call me baby
southside of providence where my mother raised me, it wasn’t great
grew up on gallup and sh-t
late night, no jimmy fallon and sh-t
i’m a great white in a school of fish
got that great pipe, nothing new to this b-tch
we just trying to set it off
indiana out to prov
man i knew it from the start
struggle first then go hard
we roll up then roll out, just a young kid with no spouse
yeah, i go and get it myself
bryan got shot, my screen cracked when it fell
he told me go and get it cause a n-gga like you really bomb with it
now t-beatz got the recipe
given my all and my b-tch get the rest of me
i never change, still stressin but still i maintain
street smart, give my n-ggas the blame
cold hearted so i’m numb to the pain
pray to god that i’m far from insane
swerving hard just to find me a lane
i just hope you remember my name

(outro)

- jnav lyrics

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