REXDALE (EXTENDED VERSION)

REXDALE (Extended Version) - NAV

Lyrics by：Pres/Navraj Goraya

Composed by：Pres/Navraj Goraya

Produced by：NAV/Pres/Rodrigo Barahona

I woke up sick

Sick

I'm on the way to Rexdale

I don't remember what I need

Whoa

Nobody knows what it feels like

Whoa

I'm losing faith in me

I gotta keep moving forward

But something's stopping me

Way too much debt on my shoulder

I gotta get it off of me

Whoa

I gotta get it off of me

Whoa

Whoa

I gotta get it off of me

Whoa

Wanna stab me in my back?

I'm all for it

Me and Frosty ain't spinnin' back we droppin' cash on 'em

Bro got 'em with that stick and now he passin'

I'm geeked I took a big breath and now I'm passed out

When I get back on my feet I'm getting gassed out

Wanna stab me in my back?

I'm all for it

Wanna stab me in my back?

I'm all for it

I woke up sick

Sick

I'm on the way to Rexdale

I don't remember what I need

Whoa

Nobody knows what it feels like

Whoa

I'm losing faith in me

I gotta keep moving forward

But something's stopping me

Way too much debt on my shoulder

I gotta get it off of me

I gotta get it off of me

I gotta get it off of me

On my way on my way

On my way to Rexdale

On my way on my way

On my way

I'm sliding on Kipling

In a black truck I'm gripping my stick

I'm sliding on Kipling

I'm sliding on Kip

Since 2016 my friends switching up I'm keeping my distance

Gold on my ends I keep a FN it's wild on the website

They touch one of mine I'll paint the town red I'll make sure they all die

On my way on my way

On my way to Rexdale

On my way on my way

On my way