King Los - Moment for Life lyrics

I go super hard nothing less than devoted
I put knowledge in every bar
Take a second and note it
I know that things ain't what they seem
It’s like blessings is coded
I knew this would be my moment for
Life the second I wrote it
And yea I struggled every day
I got used to the hope
Playing tug-of-war with the world
I was losing my rope
But contrary to what haters
Would usually hope
When you talk about me now
Tell them I used to be broke
Bad for your health with a raw flow
Niggas can’t mention rap in my presence
Unless you’re an elf in the North Pole
You don’t get that, you so unprepared
Snap back flow
Adjust to me being over your head
Damn! I’m bigger
Stronger and faster than them
Put my life behind bars
That’s how I mastered the pen
Ten, nine eight, seven six five four three
Two one motherfucker it’s my time
I could write it in the script and sell it
This kind of story many niggas
Don’t live to tell it
I put my life in this sentence
Like a convicted felon victory is mine
Climb a mountain raise my fists and yell it
I wish that I could have
This moment a bit longer
In the midst of the moment
The momentum get stronger but shit hunger
Make friends switch to opponents
Then take the tone of a bitch on ya
Keep your chrome on your hip
When you boning them chicks, homie
They be blowing your cut
Man these hoes is a bit phony
I move out like O’s in the drought
The day I trick on a bitch
You see snow in the south
Way back when I had the goals in my mouth
Nigga I was pimping like Jerome in the house
Thinking back to my Martin years
Now the Aston Martin doors
Open like Martin’s ears
White top black shoes on the drop
Martin got it looking like a skin
Head and some Doc Martens
It all started with a dream like Doc Martin
Luther King do your thing nigga stop talking
Back when they dropped the dirt
On my pop's coffin left a hard spot on my
Heart that will not soften
I’m lost in this beautiful thing
So even in my nightmares I’m
Still pursuing my dreams
Got the shooter on the roof
Clear view to king
They tell me bring the crown back
And make the funeral clean
It’s no chance for the bow
I romance with the war
And these niggas too clean to
Slow dance with the poor
Ten seconds on the clock
I take a glance at the score
We down by two so I advance with the ball
Too fast for your forward no need to rewind
I shake him out his 2 shoes
I got this 3 on my mind 4 seconds left
And it’s like 5 niggas pressing me
I need 6 rings like Jordan in my legacy
7 niggas on the bench watching me in slow mo
I ate (8) the press up too easy, no homo
Straight down the middle to the
Top of the line
And pulled that motherfucker back like
I was cocking a 9
And let it fly they thinking
‘Los did it again’
Damn ya’ll niggas need heart
I’m the wizard you tin (10) man
It take 10 men to get the
Heart of this one man
Cuz no ten men would go as
Hard as this one man
Damn, who would’ve thought that
I was this thorough
Put a ribbon on the moon
My gift out this world nigga