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Marlon Craft – DISTANCE Lyrics

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Marlon Craft
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I don’t got bars, I got perspectives
I don’t make art based on incentives
My old gray heart, it never rest still
Hope when I find peace my stomach can digest it
I only judge me off my metrics
‘Cause they’ll use their standards to make you die a peasant
If it don’t feel right, I’m quick to dip
Check the triceps bitch

The due’s overpaid but it’s made me stronger
Your hands overplayed if you played me formally
All of my negative impulses, they try to corner me
But on the corner’s where I learned the shit I be performing, see
The regular is toxic but I beat the normalcy
This fame should be boring
I like mommy visual so she present orally
The pussy mean but her shoulder that I lean on mean more to me

Sometimes I get loud but you can hear the truth from a distance
And no I ain’t too proud but I don’t pick and choose, I’m consistent
I got my two feet down, work for it, I don’t got a wishlist, ooh
I’ma keep my distance, I’ma keep my distance

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Your whole swag is a Ponzi scheme
Y’all just follow leads, don’t even got a dream
How I’m gon’ kill it? I dug this shit then stepped in this bitch
Like I’m Skrillex, y’all can have it when I’m finished
Ain’t stressing the little shit
While y’all somewhere pretending [?]
Used to put the orange peels in that, sell it as tropical haze
That’s what your favorite rapper did to you that got him some fame

Comparing them to me, stop and behave
Used to judge me ’cause the optics was crazed
But I found my steez, finally got the room for some oxygen babe
Now sit back, watch me do the impossible babe
Rather stand tall than swim in the mainstream
If they current’s underbelly’s made of fake dreams
If the objective’s be an object in the mirror then I’ll pass
‘Cause we all know they usually ain’t what they seem

‘Cause sometimes I get loud but you can hear the truth from a distance
And no I ain’t too proud but I don’t pick and choose, I’m consistent
I got my two feet down, work for it, I don’t got a wishlist, ooh
I’ma keep my distance, I’ma keep my distance

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