Nigel Dior - 24

24 years living tell me what that mean to you
All I know is win em all loses dog I'm seeing through em
Read between the lines the fine print is saying more to you
More can be defined just take the time dog we all do it
Overlooking for the sake of seeing something better
These the trails and tribulations I'm prevailing through whatever
I wake up to go to school to go to work on the regular
Ironically the way I'm dreaming so far from regular
I'm rushing to these heights like I'm late for a flight
Just so everybody see ya boy all under them lights
They shine bright but standing next to me ya dim witted
Playing real life games ya sim wit it feeling like Tim wit it
The spur of the moment I spur up the moment
We live it up and kill the opponents the champion slogan
Who ever think they better well they need to stop thinking
I just be what I believe in til I'm at the top
I'm low key like a bottom lock got ya block hot
Some people tell me I'm the nicest out nigga why not
It's bout time you figured out that ya boy is top notch
To make it clear we jumping over squares call that hop scotch

24 years and I'm still here doing construction with the flows trynna build here
They claim they feel you but they don't know what you feel yea
Saying they real but we know the real deal here fake shit
I'm just trynna touch a mil here and baby I don't give a damn if that's ya real hair
Living life and getting right that's the thrill here
And it's been 24 years but I'm still here wassup nigga

Come show me love I'm saving niggas like paramedics
I just been getting to the money like I got a fetish
I'm trynna count those blue notes until my hand is reddish
Like I sent a text with no service ya don't get the message
My cloth is different the fabric cuts on a different level
I'm always working I'm always grinding I never settle
And it's been 24 years of pedal to the metal
Living life fast trynna make it out the fucking ghetto
A working progress I'm a project from the projects
Piss in the hallways the elevator ain't working
The intercom is broke I can't get the door open
Art of survival you ain't eating if you soft spoken
Man I'm from Brooklyn every hood got the same focus
You either get it or you got it ain't no time for hoping
Cuz niggas dying everyday it ain't no time for joking
That's why I'm living on a grand scale up until my closing moments

24 years and I'm still here doing construction with the flows trynna build here
They claim they feel you but they don't know what you feel yea
Saying they real but we know the real deal here fake shit
Man I'm just trynna touch a mil here and baby I don't give a damn if that's ya real hair
Living life and getting right that's the thrill here
And it's been 24 years but I'm still here wasssup nigga

Written by:
Nigel Miles

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