Top Songs By Justen Best
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Justen Best
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Justen Best
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Verse
The time is now. I found my crown. The town is down. For the kid when I’m around. Don’t make a sound. I’m bout to start baking now. Like bacon how my lineup crispy taped around. On the side. I try to use my brain not my pride. But I don’t forget the ones that wouldn’t give me a ride. Now that I’m in this position I’m the one confide. I decide to never hide. Waves spin like a tide. This is my moment. It hurt that you let me go don’t it. Tried to be apart of the team you an opponent. I went an worked on my skills I had to hone it. I had it tone it down. Was wildin just a moment. Had to lock in. Cause I was feeling like I’m boxed in. They couldn’t put me in one got different boxes. Had to clean my system get rid of toxins. Fighting all these demons I’m always boxing.
Hook
Theres no space in my mind for doubt. I’m just tryna find my route. Show em what I’m about. I just started to drip they ain’t give me a Spout. Chasing bigger amounts. Opening up accounts. I’m losing count. The type to always swing at the mount. Hard to talk about my feelings started singing em out. Saw the snakes in the grass had to single em out. I would never sell my soul for a single amount.
Verse 2
I’m so cool when I be mixing on pro tools. Old school but sometimes anti social. I be coastal. Getting mail postal. Give a toast to. The haters that tried roast you. Give it my all even the best gone fall. Got this check on my neck so the tech on call. Wore the Patek for a sec. I Ain’t feel different at all. I pick up the ball. And Still sicker than them all. It really took time for me to master the rhyme. They asinine. Strolling the gram passing the time. Passing on my bars but they know I’m a star. Like an asterisk. Already blessed ain’t have to ask for it. It might seem like I’m crazy I’m just passionate. Controlling my emotions had to master it. Every time I pull up I be fresher than a pastor fit. I don’t ever leave crumbs eat the last of it.
Theres no space in my mind for doubt. I’m just tryna find my route. Show em what I’m about. I just started to drip they ain’t give me a Spout. Chasing bigger amounts. Opening up accounts. I’m losing count. The type to always swing at the mount. Hard to talk about my feelings started singing em out. Saw the snakes in the grass had to single em out. I would never sell my soul for a single amount.
Written by: Justen Best