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Slow Grind

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(Yeah)

Listen,

little

bro

Real

talk,

man

It’

s

a

marathon,

not

a

sprint

Keep

your

head

on

straight

We

moving

different

this

year

Let’

s

go

I

see

you

moving

fast,

chasing

shadows

in

the

dark

You

tryna

ignite

the

flame

before

you

even

got

a

spark

But

look

at

the

pavement,

look

at

the

cracks

in

the

road

You

carrying

too

much

weight,

you

heavy

with

the

load

You

want

the

mansion

and

the

phantom

and

the

bag

in

the

trunk

But

you

moving

reckless,

brother,

yeah

you

moving

like

a

punk

If

you

rush

the

process,

yeah

you

bound

to

hit

the

wall

And

once

you

lose

your

footing,

man

it’

s

heavy

when

you

fall

It’

s

a

slow

grind,

yeah,

we

building

brick

by

brick

The

clock

is

steady

ticking,

homie,

why

you

moving

quick?

Take

a

breath,

clear

your

lungs,

vision

looking

blurry

You

sacrificing

greatness

every

time

you

start

to

hurry.

Don’

t

rush,

if

you

rush,

you

crash

Speed

kills

the

vision,

turn

your

dreams

into

ash

Don’

t

rush,

if

you

rush,

you

crush

your

future

plans

Everything

you

wanted

slipping

right

through

your

hands

The

future’

s

always

bright

for

the

ones

who

wait

For

the

gentle

hustlers

controlling

their

fate

Yeah,

speed

is

the

devil,

speed

is

the

snare

Slow

down,

brother,

breathe

in

the

air.

I

seen

a

lot

of

brothers

lose

it

all

for

the

fast

lane

Trading

in

their

peace

of

mind

for

a

temporary

stain

You

want

the

glory

without

the

story,

that

ain't

how

it

works

Success

is

quiet,

it’

s

the

silence

where

the

magic

lurks

They

told

you

get

it

now,

get

it

quick,

get

it

cheap

But

you

reaping

what

you

sow,

and

it’

s

a

harvest

you

must

keep

Don't

let

the

ego

drive,

let

the

wisdom

take

the

wheel

The

things

that

last

a

lifetime

are

the

things

you

gotta

feel

Build

a

foundation

solid,

deep

beneath

the

ground

When

the

storm

comes

knocking,

man

you

won’

t

even

be

found

Stay

patient,

stay

focused,

keep

your

eyes

on

the

prize

I

can

see

the

hunger

and

the

fire

in

your

eyes.

Don’

t

rush,

if

you

rush,

you

crash

Speed

kills

the

vision,

turn

your

dreams

into

ash

Don’

t

rush,

if

you

rush,

you

crush

your

future

plans

Everything

you

wanted

slipping

right

through

your

hands

The

future’

s

always

bright

for

the

ones

who

wait

For

the

gentle

hustlers

controlling

their

fate

Yeah,

speed

is

the

devil,

speed

is

the

snare

Slow

down,

brother,

breathe

in

the

air.

It’

s

the

gentle

hustler,

yeah,

that’

s

the

code

We

steady

rising,

walking

down

this

golden

road

No

short

cuts,

no

shortcuts,

just

consistent

flow

Watch

the

garden

bloom,

watch

the

money

grow

You

gotta

plant

it,

wait

for

the

rain

You

gotta

embrace

the

struggle

and

the

pain

But

you’

re

winning,

brother,

you’

re

winning

in

the

long

run

When

you

finally

shine,

you’

ll

be

bright

as

the

sun.

So

keep

your

cool,

keep

your

stride,

keep

your

poise

Tune

out

the

distractions,

tune

out

all

the

noise

You

destined

for

the

top,

it’

s

written

in

the

stars

Don’

t

let

the

speed

of

the

city

leave

you

with

these

scars

You

got

a

purpose,

you

got

a

family

to

feed

Just

let

the

vision

marinate,

let

it

grow

from

the

seed

I’

m

proud

of

you,

I’

m

watching

you,

I’

m

keeping

you

close

We

toast

to

the

future,

that’

s

what

we

doing

the

most.

Don’

t

rush,

if

you

rush,

you

crash

Speed

kills

the

vision,

turn

your

dreams

into

ash

Don’

t

rush,

if

you

rush,

you

crush

your

future

plans

Everything

you

wanted

slipping

right

through

your

hands

The

future’

s

always

bright

for

the

ones

who

wait

For

the

gentle

hustlers

controlling

their

fate

Yeah,

speed

is

the

devil,

speed

is

the

snare

Slow

down,

brother,

breathe

in

the

air.

Yeah

Take

your

time

with

it

Don’

t

rush

The

future

is

bright,

man

It’

s

all

yours

Just

keep

that

same

energy

Slow

and

steady

We

out.

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