Listen (Instrumental) - Foreign Allegiance

Lyrics by：Foreign Allegiance

Composed by：Foreign Allegiance

Listen to your heart for your god's sake

You'll move a mile

I'll answer all the prayers that your lips place

Corrupt Bible eyes

AVM right look

Think about all the things I've seen

Think about the places I've been

Thinking that I wanna run this rap s**t

And I'm in the rap race

And I'm thinking about the place I'm in

No second place I win

Wait let me catch my wind

Pour it on thick when your skin's too thin

Feeling like I'm hanging from a limb

You don't wanna see my vision

Well homie let me correct your lense

F**k n***a get on

I woulda did anything just to get on

I used to say I was the s**t

Then they played me like I ain't s**t

Then the same n***as I'ma s**t on

'Cause instead of getting p*ssed off

It was countdown and lift off

Now the haters looking at me

Like they trying to win it

It's tough when I cut their wrist off

Now when I say jump n***as looking like Kriss Kross

Gotta be blessed

'Cause if you think this the strategy guess

You won't believe my mentality packed with regrets

And insanity it's just a fantasy well

Trapped in a shell

I feel like I'm trapped in this Hell

Convict that's back in a cell

Biting my nails

On the road to riches

But I feel like the Devil is hot on my trail

I'm consumed with getting to the place that I wanna be

But I ain't there

Somebody told me that life ain't fair

But I ain't them and they ain't here

Nightmares living my dream

But I don't sleep so I don't care

I look fear in the face

I anytime I'm in the booth

And I ain't scared buh

Listen to your heart for your god's sake

You'll move a mile

I'll answer all the prayers that your lips place

Corrupt Bible eyes

Listen to your heart for your god's sake

You'll move a mile

I'll answer all the prayers that your lips place

Corrupt Bible eyes

Yeah I gotta speak truth

I gotta let it all go 'till it's see-thru

You think these motherf**kers want it

Well me too yeah me too

I'm too cold for 'em couldn't heat you

I got a little bit of energy saved

They're saying I'm ahead of my game

And that I'm headed for fame

I just want you to remember my name

Couldn't care about the paper 'till it's made

Yeah can't touch it

Give them hell boy never kick the bucket

I gotta give them all gold

'Till they can't stomach

Anything I've ever put out

Finna slam dunk it

I put my hand up it like a d**n puppet

You really want to be me motherf**ker

I don't think you really got dreams

Motherf**ker

Let it be motherf**ker

I'm a beast motherf**ker

I'm a treat motherf**ker's like a tree

Motherf**ker

It's the only way to do it

Never lie to me never do it in my music

I'm a real boss ready give me money I'ma use it

And my team ball out out of bounds shootin'

Follow my heart never been about the money

If it was I'd be out here getting paid stuntin'

All these paid checks but I never really loved it

So you gotta understand why I risk it all for nothing Yeah

Follow me and I'ma make my mark

Lifes calling me I'ma play my part

Made my colony never faked my art

Give you all me finna make my start

Finna break this star like it's all on me

Listen to my heart man it's all I see

Out of all my dreams it's the one that I'm bleeding

Money come and go boy but it go for a reason

You gotta

Listen to your heart for your god's sake

You'll move a mile

I'll answer all the prayers that your lips place

Corrupt Bible eyes

Yeah it's Senior

Yeah

All I wanna do is be great

And I ain't even tryna to wait wait

Never been a n***a to play it safe

I put it all on the line out of confidence

Yessir I got a whole lotta faith

Can't ever win it big if there ain't no risk

Yeah

Gotta fight that fight even though the s**t's fixed

Look if you wanna right you gotta do it like this

My og told me never look back so I never reminisce

I keep pressing on keep gringing on

Full speed left lane with my blinders on

Never got to get ready I was born ready

And I pace s**t gotta make sure my time is on

And I want to live forever

Is that too much to ask for

F**k you n***as think I rap for

To push a Toyota Avalon

Fanbase growing legs now

New people are catching on

N***as wanna steal my thunder

But can't emulate my perfect storm

Frank the Butcher Adidas Forms

Topless Hilfigger my jeans are foreign

Top 5 dead or alive it's all me me me

'Cause your favorite MC's are boring