Lyrics
Whole night on me... Still move clean. Still moving through it, No halo, no excuse. Still moving through it, Whole night in my shoes. Scars don’t slow me, They just change the way I move. Still moving through it— That’s the only truth. Red in the rear, first light on the chrome, Long road, cold smoke, still bringin’ it home. I done wore my pride like a coat in a war, Kept the hurt dressed up, kept the jawline hard. Now the dark behind me, but it live in the frame, I ain’t wash it off, I just quit playin’ games. No saint in the mirror, no clean little spin, Just a man who stopped lettin’ the mask make him. Bass in the chest, new air in the lungs, Still got weight in the soul, still heat in the tongue. But the wheel feel different when you quit the disguise— Like survival get sharper when it look in your eyes. I’m not healed all the way. I’m just done slow-dyin’. Still got smoke on the name— But the name still drivin’. Look— I done made peace with the bruise, not the bruise disappearin’, Made room for the truth, now the truth get clearer. Talk less pretty now, walk less posed, Still got ache in the stride, but I own that road. Whole album spent duckin’ what the night knew first, Now I let it ride with me, let it talk in the verse. No collapse in the frame, no glamour in the pain, Just momentum with a pulse and some blood in the lane. I can rap like the pressure finally got me aligned, Every hard little scar got a purpose in time. And the dawn ain’t soft— it just show me the cost, Then hand me back the wheel like, “Don’t get lost.” I thought peace would feel still... But peace got motion too. It sound like tired hands Still knowin’ what to do. Mm... Still knowin’ what to do. Still moving through it, No halo, no excuse. Still moving through it, Whole night in my shoes. Scars don’t stop me, They just tighten up the truth. Still moving through it— And I got somethin’ left to prove. Still moving through it... That’s the way I leave this. Not clean... not crushed... Still moving through it.
Lyrics
Whole night on me... Still move clean. Still moving through it, No halo, no excuse. Still moving through it, Whole night in my shoes. Scars don’t slow me, They just change the way I move. Still moving through it— That’s the only truth. Red in the rear, first light on the chrome, Long road, cold smoke, still bringin’ it home. I done wore my pride like a coat in a war, Kept the hurt dressed up, kept the jawline hard. Now the dark behind me, but it live in the frame, I ain’t wash it off, I just quit playin’ games. No saint in the mirror, no clean little spin, Just a man who stopped lettin’ the mask make him. Bass in the chest, new air in the lungs, Still got weight in the soul, still heat in the tongue. But the wheel feel different when you quit the disguise— Like survival get sharper when it look in your eyes. I’m not healed all the way. I’m just done slow-dyin’. Still got smoke on the name— But the name still drivin’. Look— I done made peace with the bruise, not the bruise disappearin’, Made room for the truth, now the truth get clearer. Talk less pretty now, walk less posed, Still got ache in the stride, but I own that road. Whole album spent duckin’ what the night knew first, Now I let it ride with me, let it talk in the verse. No collapse in the frame, no glamour in the pain, Just momentum with a pulse and some blood in the lane. I can rap like the pressure finally got me aligned, Every hard little scar got a purpose in time. And the dawn ain’t soft— it just show me the cost, Then hand me back the wheel like, “Don’t get lost.” I thought peace would feel still... But peace got motion too. It sound like tired hands Still knowin’ what to do. Mm... Still knowin’ what to do. Still moving through it, No halo, no excuse. Still moving through it, Whole night in my shoes. Scars don’t stop me, They just tighten up the truth. Still moving through it— And I got somethin’ left to prove. Still moving through it... That’s the way I leave this. Not clean... not crushed... Still moving through it.
