They say the music comes natural if you, get out the way
but real life be getting in the the way
they say the music comes natural if you, get out the way
but real life be getting in the the way
Verse 1: Terrence Wood
Sometimes the words don’t come as easily as I would like’em to
be waiting on’em for months, meanwhile the lights is due
but then the wife is due, kids need shoes, fridge needs food
so I’m in the streets with these fools
I know the common man can understand
life is what happens to you while you tryna make these other plans
that’s what Lennon said, no time to write it down
I pen it in my head, dinner fed, then I’m in the bed
early rise to go and dive in the deep end
trying not to drown while I’m funding my weekends
and brothers know it’s a juggling act
I'm not a Juggalo, but dealing with these clowns tryna rap
I ain’t got alotta rap, I just keep to myself, silent dude
living in the sticks, enjoy the solitude
that’s what I’ma do, keep pushing if you can relate
yeah I fell 7 times, still I’m getting up 8
Hook:
They say the music comes natural if you get out the way
but real life be getting in the the way
I’m busy juggling time and money, and ain't got enough of either
trading one for the other while I’m tryna catch a breather
They say the music comes natural if you get out the way
but real life be getting in the the way
I’m busy juggling time and money, and ain't got enough of either
trading one for the other while I’m tryna catch a breather
Verse 2: Terrence Wood
See I don’t know how many times I told my lady I’ma make it girl
I must've lost focus doing concentration curls
on the treadmills talking bout I’m making moves
running in place, going broke, paying dues
in the studios, yelling out 'record this fresh shit'
the more investment though, the more risk
da bul pissed? nah this ain’t no ice grilly
I ain't angry man, I’m just from Philly
we all look like this
just letting you know a brotha here and he try y'all
but people got too many options for their ears and eyeballs
so I don’t judg’em when they don’t come out
see everybody fighting a battle you know nothing about
me too, came a long way from gettin' this thing working
recording in ghetto cribs with smoke detectors chirping
in the background, that’s all I had the budget for
once I stopped tryna do it for a living I started to love it more
Hook:
They say the music comes natural if you get out the way
but real life be getting in the the way
I’m busy juggling time and money, and ain't got enough of either
trading one for the other while I’m tryna catch a breather
They say the music comes natural if you get out the way
but real life be getting in the the way
I’m busy juggling time and money, and ain't got enough of either
trading one for the other while I’m tryna catch a breather
Verse 3: Dris
Listen,
one wife, one crib, two cars, three kids
all that come first before daddy can live
early mornings, late nights, midnight sessions
red eye flights across the globe homie that's my life
ducking cops tryna dead mine
the hood been on what y'all reading in these headlines
I pray I survive, to tuck my son at bedtime, daily
memorize my lawyers jack in case the system fail me
keep money in the tuck in case she gotta bail me
but my steps are ordered so I ain't worried about these corners
I'm out here, gettin' this money crossing these borders
hopping all obstacles from tallest to shortest
I digs in so my youngins' can stand on my shoulders
go further than I ever could, struggling ain't never good
teaching my boys to be chumps, something I never would
around suckers, I never stood
feel me?
Hook:
They say the music comes natural if you get out the way
but real life be getting in the the way
I’m busy juggling time and money, and ain't got enough of either
trading one for the other while I’m tryna catch a breather
They say the music comes natural if you get out the way
but real life be getting in the the way
I’m busy juggling time and money, and ain't got enough of either
trading one for the other while I’m tryna catch a breather
Copyright: Whitmore Skillz Music (2020)
credits
from Just Hold Still,
released February 18, 2021
Written by Terrence Wood and Idris Davis
Produced by DreamLife Beats
A blistering new offering from Sacramento MC Mahtie Bush with beats that knock hard and bars that match that toughness. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 10, 2023
