Andy Mineo - Coming In Hot - Bgm

I don't do the most, but I do a lot I'ma make a toast 'cause we still alive No Big, I feel like 'Pac I shoot the shot (Brr, brr, brr) Yeah, coming in hot (Coming in hot) Just like the fajita (Like the fajita) I write what I live (Write what I live) My life in the speaker (Life in the speakers) I'm nice with the flow (Nice with the, mmm) Just like the demeanor (Like the demeanor) I'm feeding my fam (Feeding my fam) I'm feeding the meter, uh They got the iron while I got the steamer I bring the fire, but you never seen her I testify, don't need a subpoena They want my soul, better go to Korea I love my dog just like I'm PETA Gotta protect Him I made the call up, it just like I'm reffin' I know we left, yeah, now we back together But I guess that it's Better now Later Than Never like I don't do the most, but I do a lot I'ma make a toast 'cause we still alive No Big, I feel like 'Pac I shoot the shot (Brr, brr, brr) I'm coming in hot (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) I'ma shoot that- (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) I'm coming in hot (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) (Ayy, why not?) I'ma shoot that- (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) Wake 'em up Wake 'em up See 'em still sleepin', so I had to shake 'em up I kept it too real I wasn't fake enough My real life was a headline Yo' real life got a deadline My timeline was a hashtag Your timeline just a hate crime Coming in hot, feelin' like 'Pac Back in '94 when he took 5 shots Too much drive to ride yo' wave Ditch my top then I'm off that lot (Skrr) Black on black on black on black on black on black on black You don't have to ball or rap to get them racks on racks I don't do the most, but I do a lot I'ma make a toast 'cause we still alive No Big, I feel like 'Pac I shoot the shot (Brr, brr, brr) I'm coming in hot (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) I'ma shoot that- (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) (Shoot that shot!) I'm coming in hot (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) (Ayy, why not?) I'ma shoot that- (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) I'm coming in hot

I wish there was more I feel guilty every time I watch TV I feel like I ought to be working I feel like there's things I still want to be And it isn't gonna happen if I'm just relaxing, ayy I'm always in a rush Hm, so much I want to accomplish I don't need no accomplice (yeah) I might need to see doctors When I'm not seeing progress my mind gets, stuck I'm always in a rush You got to crack a few eggs to make omelets, I guess I wonder if I could break ground without no breakdown My mind ain't no prison, no, it's a playground I wonder how long my fanbase will stay down Yeah, worried this clock gon' stop, that this heart won't tick Missing what I got for things I still ain't get (uh) You won't take no shots, if you scared you'll miss (let's go) I'm always in a rush trying to get home I just hope time is on my side, mm I wish there was more, I wish I wish there was more (uh) I wish there was more hours in the day I wish there was more, I wish I wish there was more hours in the day, I wish I'm always in a rush trying to get home Yeah, things be important but I swear that there don't be time for it Kill for some time, I did what Instagram did for Vine for When I was younger I would waste it on thinking twice for Back when thoughts drifted just be done, sittin' on the lines for 'em Rush hour on the 4-40 I take a drive for it I'm always in a rush trying to get home Rappers swear they have love for the streets And all their lines quote it Look like it touch people but it don't, it's like a mime wrote it On the internet, they rush for greatness, bunch of cons on it Never tell you to your face they sub like Jimmy John's on it (I'm always in a rush trying to get home) People been lookin' for the dog in me where a is Been in a rush for all my spiritual engagements (yeah) Been in a rush to get my diamonds off purveying (uh) Been in a rush to spread the love but love don't say when (I'm always in a rush) I just hope time is on my side, mm I wish there was more, I wish I wish there was more (uh) I wish there was more hours in the day I wish there was more, I wish I wish there was more hours in the day, I wish I'm always in a rush trying to get home Yeah I'm always in a rush Yeah

What will we do now we've lost it to trying? We've lost it to trying (trying) Trying to be content, ain't trying to be complacent Trying to stay grounded while I'm trying to break it Trying to stay motivated, my motor's waning I got invitation to the game, don't wanna overstay it Trying to be a great husband, trying to be a great artist Trying to find inspiration, trying to find where the heart is, yeah Trying to blow your mind and speaker Trying to buy it, never lease it, trying to get some time with Jesus Trying to find my genius, trying to hide my secrets Trying to find a reason, trying to trust my ideas Trying to speed the process, trying to stop reading comments Trying to find some confidence (I'm trying to find my keys) I'm trying to be respected, trying to hit the checklist Trying to reach perfection, trying to reach to leave an impression Trying to put this phone down for a second Trying to check it, I'm trying to live up to everything I expected Trying to buy some Bitcoin, trying to buy some loyalty Trying to find a producer who wants more than just a royalty I'm trying to innovate while everybody trying to imitate Trying to make it look like I ain't trying, damn All my life, all I ever did was (try) I'm just (trying) All my life, all I ever did was (try) I'm just (trying) Trying to stop trying and start trusting, trying to stop lusting Trying to stop cussing, ah f- it Trying to have my name in the top ten whenever that's in discussion I'm trying to make a major impact with an indie budget I'm trying to be present, trying to be faithful, trying to be grateful Trying to be gracious, but they try my patience I'm trying to be great, trying to find balance Trying to move forward, never go backwards Ain't trying to be average, live a life that matters Trying to outrun sadness, eat more salad Trying to leave my baggage but I keep on packing Trying to get back in to the road less traveled But I need my map, I delete my apps For a week then I'll be right back I'm trying to see me in a 'Lac On the West Side Highway doing ninety with the seat leaned way back Beat in the back I got baggage I ain't unpack I got things that I can't take back Words that I tell myself way worse than the ones when they attack Now one thing I know is for certain I'm gonna ruin everything trying to make it perfect All my life I've been searching For protection, I show the blemish They go to exit, no affection Show the love, don't finesse it Flesh and blood, not the weapon Load it up, get the message Phone 'em up, get the blessing Rolling up, codependent All my life, all I ever did was (try) I'm just (trying) All my life, all I ever did was (try) What if I showed up, could it be enough? What if I showed up, could it be enough? I can't be everything, that I wanna be for you But I'll be here, trying!

Yeah yeah Yeah What you wanna do, act loco? Hit 'em with the old to the flow that I grew up on, then I grew up on I'm funny now how I flow for Hova Heh, words twisted, but you know I'm sober Never really been the type to pour up When I get this thing going I don't like to slow up Mouth moving like a motor when I bite the flow up But I bet they won't stop let me go let me go Woo! I'mma show off every ability God's giving me to go off And ain't nobody mad about The beauty of the Vatican and the tabernacle So, when I'm rapping you can add it in Breaking 'em with the shatter They're gonna wanna put me in a place with padding I'mma damage 'em every time Like a player that's on the cover of Madden God be the original, we brag look at Him God giving I feel like I'm Paganini Huuh Paganini Ahh I feel like I'm Paganini Huuh Paganini Lemme do it K to the second letter Finna get it popping coming out the pocket like oooo! Everybody get to rocking doing the Paganini Gimme the beat, my tongue is like a violin Give it to them like I'm not a human when I'm doing what I'm doing Keeping it coming like an automatic shooting When we get to ripping it ridiculous and everybody gets to speaking About these riveting brothers that's going in again But they don't know Even when they got that flow (when they got that flow) I don't know why they boast, everybody's gifts borrowed Look, producers, directors, skilled architects Just do what they do to whom they're connected True was the God that chooses to bless them Who is the one you think they reflecting God giving I feel like I'm Paganini Huuh Paganini Ahh I feel like I'm Paganini Huuh Paganini Canon, Yo, hey Andy, okay So down for my clique, shut up, y'all corny, oh shoot, shut up I've been itching to stick 'em up with this killer Canon coming to cut 'em and hit 'em harder Ooh kill 'em Hold up, I've been hitting everything up in me like I'm Paganini Hitting every rhythm like a milli chopped ya I know you heard Twista And Tech-a-Nina hitting ya but Canon's original I'mma Midwest Monster, Kill em! Blaaaat! blaaaat! Mineo and Kevin got adrenaline Coming to drill em with the real gospel Coming up with the game still the same Bringing the name bringing the fame To the glory they follow Him and the father While I'm coming and killing the game I'm breaking 'em off and we know They steady tryna imitate the steelo I'm hitting with fire, spitting super wild Running with the young and unashamed I'm Paganini on a kilo amigo God giving I feel like I'm Paganini Huuh Paganini Ahh I feel like I'm Paganini Huuh Paganini Show off

Come you sinners poor and needy Weak and wounded, sick and sore Jesus ready stands to save you Grace requires nothing more I will arise and go to Jesus He will embrace me in his arms In the arms of my dear Saviour There are ten thousand charms Why is it every time I step up on a train I see a pretty dame then I wonder what her name is Before I even get there the question on my brain is Do you love the Lord? Do you live to make Him famous? Then the car stop She step off It's time to refocus Questionin my heart and examinin my motives Why I'm capitivated by the brown skin mocha divas and I hope in mind she's a believer Okay, she got all that beauty Yea, it's obvious I can't let it take precedence over godliness Now I'm gettin restless How I'm recognizin I'm takin pleasure in all these false treasures They fool's gold Instead of lookin for them sundresses I should just be lookin for the Son I confess it Even though my pride's tellin me, "don't ever let the fans know" I am not a super human though I'm a man So the grace that I talk about on all of my records I need it for myself cause really I'm just a mess findin rest in from the pressures of perfection As I stand up on this platform, they expectin Me to be a man without flaws. That's false. I am just another rapper that's called to point ya'll to the cross And that's exactly where I'm headed I'm just another beggar pointin ya'll to where the bread is man I'm not a superhuman I am just a man No, I'm not a superhuman I am just a man I'm not a superhuman I am just a man, but they never understand I'm nothin more than a man lost, dead in my sin So here I am alive in Your hands Your hands Your hands We dress up nice in heels We try to make people buy em That's why when someone ask how we doin, we tell em fine Knowin we hurt inside, but tell me who's really lyin They ain't really wanna know how you doin That cost time That's way to expense And if I ever get a date with a dime, I'm sendin my representative The version of Andy that's cropped and edited I'm killin this first impression and I'm hidin the evidence Yea, photoshoppin the blemishes These lies of perfection are the cry of the desperate Men that want acceptance Holdin they breath Dyin a thousand deaths Forgettin there's beauty inside the mess What else could you expect? We obesessed over Twitter numbers Checkin ours, then comparin em to others like The number of likes up on a status is somehow suppose to raise our status Boy, this is madness We want the trophy wife who's the baddest and not some average So we can feel like the man Randy Savage Take me off the shelf I don't wanna be for retail I would rather be real Let you see the details When we fell, It feels like we fall so far cause they put us so high I am not a star I'm just a product of grace that's still in the process And I don't gotta be great because my God is No, I don't gotta be great because my God is I'm just a product of grace and guess what? I'm still in the process that's unfinished business Would you love me if I told you I couldn't fly? I got no cape on And no mask on There's no disguise Oh I'm no Hero There's only one Oh I'm no Hero There's only one And He's not for sale I'm not a superhuman I am just a man No, I'm not a superhuman I am just a man I'm not a superhuman I am just a man, but they never understand I'm nothin more than a man lost, dead in my sin So here I am alive in Your hands Your hands Your hands