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trae tha truth - so far to go lyrics

[hook]
so far to go
we gotta keep on pushing, come on

[verse 1 – trae]
i’m on a neverending vacation
until my tires go flat
or everything f-cked up and gonna fall
off track. picture me like a kodak
re-up, n-gga, they know that
dealing like i ain’t got sh-t
work in back of a throwback
i’m cold up in this hallway
hustling out it all day
trying to get this money
and that audi 8 in all grey
haters say it’s over but
you can tell them i’m busy
professor with the ?
? with a smith & wesson
trying to make it to the top
100,000 miles away
somewhere in gabon, where guerillas known to
fly cage. pedal to the floor, i don’t know
where i’m headed, but i know if i’m headed
somewhere that ain’t for me, then you can get it
business from losing folk, sick is from insane
tell em i’m coming for it, stomach’s the same thing
nothing like a lose, i knew i was here to win
f-ck em if they close the door, knock light, i’m coming in

[hook]
so far to go
i gotta make it though
i’m from the bottom but i still try
feeling like there ain’t a chance but i still try
the streets is all i know
but still i got so far to go

[verse 2 – meek mill]
i used to play the corner with a 40 on my hip
hanging in my ? how i’m gonna get up out this b-tch
coppers trippin, i admit it i was dirty as a broom
i used to take it in the crib and write my raps up in the room
trying to chase a dream, who though that i’d be cover
of these magazines? fresh from a jail cell, greasier than vaseline
i went to bet from running around with mack machines
busting shots and ducking shots with k!llers right in back of me
i never had a choice, i never really spoke a lot
i never had a voice until i started making noise
i went from running with my boys to crushing n-ggas round the world
them b-tches used to turn me down but now
i’m f-cking all them girls, yeah. i’m from a city where these
young’uns doomed. i was upset my father died
i turned ?. forever k!lled it, i was ?
so i retract ?

[hook]
so far to go
i gotta make it though
i’m from the bottom but i still try
feeling like there ain’t a chance but i still try
the streets is all i know
but still i got so far to go

[verse 3 – pusha t]
even with the magazine covers and the articles
i still got so far to go
9th-degree black belt in the art of blow
cook pot and a spoon in my -rs-nal
school of hard knocks, made the honor roll
7 grams to a key, i was on a roll
haters couldn’t stand it, i took it for granted
misplaced a bag of money and didn’t panic
yeah, on my road to the riches
baby-blue diamonds and them hot yellow b-tches
you can’t cancel our christmas
italian roadsters, high yellow st-tching
yeah, what the f-ck is y’all pitching?
hall of fame with the o’s, cal ripken
my hands still in the snow like mittens
got my weight belt on: power-lifting

[hook]
so far to go
i gotta make it though
i’m from the bottom but i still try
feeling like there ain’t a chance but i still try
the streets is all i know
but still i got so far to go

- trae tha truth lyrics

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