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Obstacles Video (MV)




Performed By: DJ 23
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Ralph Russell




DJ 23 - Obstacles Lyrics
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(Yea)
(Really thankful for all the opportunities I got)
(Aye Kevlar, that motherf*cka fye)
(Thankful for living this life)
(23 on the damn beat)
(Only way is up)
Living life how it's supposed to be (Supposed to be)
I stand on business everytime, hell nah I can't work for free
Had to build this shit up from the bottom, couldn't ask for no handouts
Now I'm the best plug in the city cause I'm never running out
I blew threw so many bags, but I never sold it
I went through so many obstacles but I never folded
Spit my feelings on the mic, but I ain't never wrote it
Ballin' like Vince on the Raptors, knew I was golden
Always knew I was chosen, big God he gave me plenty signs
Now these labels hitting me up, if it ain't a milli I will not sign
Bad bitch call her Anycia, she claiming she back outside
Sorry baby I'm playing the lotto, scratching off tickets with these dimes
Super wizard yea I'm havin', lead my team just like the Quaterback
Shake and bake, all these niggas lost somebody give em' a map
All these pankcakes they piling up, I need a larger stack
Nah I can't wait on the glow up, I can't fall off track (Fall off track)
Number one in the draft, top of the list I'm ranked
Got the contract lawyer split it in half, put most of it in the bank (The bank)
Now a nigga drippin' like a sink, doing things that I never would think of (Think of)
I live in the house that I dreamed of
Became a man, it changed my demeanor (Demeanor)
Living life how it's supposed to be (Supposed to be)
I stand on business everytime, hell nah I can't work for free
Had to build this shit up from the bottom, couldn't ask for no handouts
Now I'm the best plug in the city cause I'm never running out
I blew threw so many bags, but I never sold it
I went through so many obstacles but I never folded
Spit my feelings on the mic, but I ain't never wrote it
Ballin' like Vince on the Raptors, knew I was golden
Mr. Bring the City Out
Step foot in the strip club, all these bitches flash they titties out
Flex my muscles like John Cena, these lil boys can't see me now
Back to back hits, made a attitude adjustment when I flooded out my wrist (My wrist)
I been dealing with some judgement but I ain't worried bout that shit
Always ignoring the critics (Critics)
Stacking the cash stacking digits (Digits)
Lots of ink on my arm, it can tell you alot about me
Did it by myself no lucky charm, kept the fake niggas from round me (Round me)
Had some haters that doubted me (Doubted me)
Now my fans wanna surround me (Surround me)
Cause I'm ballin' out shooting threes
I know my family proud of me (Proud of me)
Bound to be hall of fame, 23 changing the game (The game)
I remained the same through it all, I never changed
Living life how it's supposed to be (Supposed to be)
I stand on business everytime, hell nah I can't work for free
Had to build this shit up from the bottom, couldn't ask for no handouts
Now I'm the best plug in the city cause I'm never running out
I blew threw so many bags, but I never sold it
I went through so many obstacles but I never folded
Spit my feelings on the mic, but I ain't never wrote it
Ballin' like Vince on the Raptors, knew I was golden
(I blew threw so many bags, but I never sold it)
(I went through so many obstacles but I never folded)
(Ballin' like Vince on the Raptors, knew I was golden)
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(Yea)
(Really thankful for all the opportunities I got)
(Aye Kevlar, that motherf*cka fye)
(Thankful for living this life)
(23 on the damn beat)
(Only way is up)
Living life how it's supposed to be (Supposed to be)
I stand on business everytime, hell nah I can't work for free
Had to build this shit up from the bottom, couldn't ask for no handouts
Now I'm the best plug in the city cause I'm never running out
I blew threw so many bags, but I never sold it
I went through so many obstacles but I never folded
Spit my feelings on the mic, but I ain't never wrote it
Ballin' like Vince on the Raptors, knew I was golden
Always knew I was chosen, big God he gave me plenty signs
Now these labels hitting me up, if it ain't a milli I will not sign
Bad bitch call her Anycia, she claiming she back outside
Sorry baby I'm playing the lotto, scratching off tickets with these dimes
Super wizard yea I'm havin', lead my team just like the Quaterback
Shake and bake, all these niggas lost somebody give em' a map
All these pankcakes they piling up, I need a larger stack
Nah I can't wait on the glow up, I can't fall off track (Fall off track)
Number one in the draft, top of the list I'm ranked
Got the contract lawyer split it in half, put most of it in the bank (The bank)
Now a nigga drippin' like a sink, doing things that I never would think of (Think of)
I live in the house that I dreamed of
Became a man, it changed my demeanor (Demeanor)
Living life how it's supposed to be (Supposed to be)
I stand on business everytime, hell nah I can't work for free
Had to build this shit up from the bottom, couldn't ask for no handouts
Now I'm the best plug in the city cause I'm never running out
I blew threw so many bags, but I never sold it
I went through so many obstacles but I never folded
Spit my feelings on the mic, but I ain't never wrote it
Ballin' like Vince on the Raptors, knew I was golden
Mr. Bring the City Out
Step foot in the strip club, all these bitches flash they titties out
Flex my muscles like John Cena, these lil boys can't see me now
Back to back hits, made a attitude adjustment when I flooded out my wrist (My wrist)
I been dealing with some judgement but I ain't worried bout that shit
Always ignoring the critics (Critics)
Stacking the cash stacking digits (Digits)
Lots of ink on my arm, it can tell you alot about me
Did it by myself no lucky charm, kept the fake niggas from round me (Round me)
Had some haters that doubted me (Doubted me)
Now my fans wanna surround me (Surround me)
Cause I'm ballin' out shooting threes
I know my family proud of me (Proud of me)
Bound to be hall of fame, 23 changing the game (The game)
I remained the same through it all, I never changed
Living life how it's supposed to be (Supposed to be)
I stand on business everytime, hell nah I can't work for free
Had to build this shit up from the bottom, couldn't ask for no handouts
Now I'm the best plug in the city cause I'm never running out
I blew threw so many bags, but I never sold it
I went through so many obstacles but I never folded
Spit my feelings on the mic, but I ain't never wrote it
Ballin' like Vince on the Raptors, knew I was golden
(I blew threw so many bags, but I never sold it)
(I went through so many obstacles but I never folded)
(Ballin' like Vince on the Raptors, knew I was golden)
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Writer: Ralph Russell
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