Lungs - Justin Stone

Take a breath and breathe

Inhale, exhale

This music’s all that I need

Take a breath and breathe

Inhale, exhale

This music’s all that I need

Filling up my lungs

Filling up my lungs

Filling up my lungs

Take a breath and breathe

Inhale, exhale

This music’s all that I need

Five years from that bottom slot

Haters talk but I never stop

Cut my shows

Try and hold me back

But you can’t keep me from the top

Yeah I worked hard

Yeah I took chances

Half my hometown

Can’t stand us

Did everything they said that I couldn’t

Now I got people saying I’m next

Now I cut checks for the songs I drop

Finally getting love for the bars I got

Bring it all back

Getting love from the East

Talk on the Gram

Not a word when we meet

Keep that BS to my back

They won’t talk to my face

I’ll burn this to the ground

If they give me a beat

Say that I’m garbage

I guess we got beef

And they envy my hunger

Get pissed when we eat

Whole squad coming up with me

Yeah I’m close to luxury

Would’ve blown up last year

But my date with fate

It ain’t up to me

I’m living out what I deserve

But I still stress what I earn

Put it all on the table

No label we fine

Independent we rising

Just give it some time

God give me a sign

Is this the life you had planned

Every critic you gave me

Made me the man that I am

I am just heating up

Man you ain’t ready for this

State on my back

You ain’t ready for this

When you rising this quickly

They all want you to crash

Well don’t be banking on it like

Take a breath and breathe

Inhale, exhale

This music’s all that I need

Take a breath and breathe

Inhale, exhale

This music’s all that I need

Filling up my lungs

Filling up my lungs

Filling up my lungs

Take a breath and breathe

Inhale, exhale

This music’s all that I need