Push Thru Lyrics - Curren$y

High rises, day breaks 

Clouds hide the sun's rays 

Quick sand and mistakes 

Smash walls to get through 

I fight the good fight 

Even on the bad days 

It's darkest before light 

I'm gonna push through 

Turbo charged bars 

Slot cars on tracks, falling off, game stars in these rap wars 

Ain't nothing band-aids won't cover 

Touring with 7D coverage 

Live bands, two buses, my own cash 

No budget, no major label fundings, Jets baby 

We went from crawling to walking to running 

You can't see nothing, you under gag order 

Hopping out of Audi's hurting y'all with kicks, I'm the Transporter 

Think about it, never mind, you ain't gotta 

I'm already on some whole other, word to yo mu'fuckin' self 

Nobody else gon' do it for ya, nobody else 

Every now and then someone'll offer ya help, but they ain't doing nothing 

'Til they really see you tryna do something, I ain't bluffing 

Kush puffing on you jive turkeys 

Stuffing stockings with these gifts 

Audible applaudables homie take a wiff 

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When you a man, action is what's expected, nothing is spoken on 

Producer never got time for no excuses, gotta go beyond 

My flow is tom-foolery 

I smoke these poor rappers so fast they call me [?] 

I beautifully exude the vibe that's free of ambiguity 

Ya goonery for the sake of goonery is cartoons to me 

It's coonery, it's lunacy, let's make a plan 

Only way that you hang is attached to a tree 

The moon talk to the sea and speak the body language fluently 

She make it rain 

When I'm on fire, she always try to douse me 

Only reason that you make it rain is 'cause your diamonds cloudy 

I see you from a mile away when it get overcast 

Old people feel it in they bones, invade your home like a broken glass 

And let myself in, fighting for freedom like the people in Tunisia 

Spread through Sudan and Egypt, this the music for the movement 

The score to your achievements, never join 'em so you gotta beat 'em 

It's carpe diem hey (hey) yeah 

Photos 

Like kindergarteners 

My vision's bothered by vigilantes that harbor on street corners 

Try your hardest to harvest bundles of weed on ya 

The starving'll speed on ya, stampede on ya 

Impede on your pockets then pee on ya 

Dreams of us living lavish in fabrics of fine linens 

Spending, established, with women dining and laughing 

But this environment got us violent, ready to crash in 

To society, take this driver seat, hope you fastened 

Your seatbelts twice, when I rolled them dice, I crapped 

So many times I can build casinos from scratch 

Too many daps you might receive from the things you achieve, relax 

That's what my mental say, but my physical's been detached, I'm on some other shit 

Like fuck the government, I'm higher rankings, where's the mothership? 

I made a covenant that I was changing but my luck is bent 

Quite disgusting when reality tainted, where the fuck you been? 

Left him face down like he was planking 

In a cold world where old girl and her homeboy got a motive 

You can bench curl your tribulations, that sensation's insulting 

Got a wifey or a mistress, nigga which one you indulging? 

Regardless of who you pick know life's a bitch when you ain't focused nigga 

I'm focused