Don't It ft. D Dave & Naza Lyrics

Feel like the wind is always howlin

Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in

Don't it feel like the wind is always howlin

Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in

Don't it

Sure does, every day on the wake up

Why first thing I roll, twist, burn, get baked up

Not to be blunt, but a bread got me fed up

At least once a day, yeah, I wanna hang the towel up

Yeah, I'm tryna keep my stress, I'm level with the very best

Worse than that, this broke shit I will not accept

Denyin' a kid cause he not what your friends expect

Little from a man who fought hard to earn respect

Wind always howlin', haters always growlin

Dogs on a prowlin', hunger got em plowin

Cops better dial him, I'ma get him if he's stallin

Dictate the rhymin', bust it off the noodle

Undefeated, Yankee, doodle, my craft, voodoo

Dependin' who you talkin' to, back to riskin

Doin' what I love to do, today I'd rather toss it

Cause tomorrow's somethin' brand new

Feel like the wind is always howlin

Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in

Don't it feel like the wind is always howlin

Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in

Feel like, feel like the wind is always howlin

Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in

Don't it feel like the wind is always howlin

Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in

Round one, I'm just gettin' my feel for it

Southpaw, left hook, KOs, I kill for it

On that mic shit, gotta get em out early

Second round, maybe, dependin' on what's early

Five for ten, fifteen, twenty seconds fast

And I'm golden, boy, bonded with my weapons

Do I feel pressure? Only when they on the pipe

All I do is lecture, and I give a good price

Third to the eighth round, slightly gettin' wind

It got me raisin' up a eyebrow

Do I wanna finish? Corner in my ear

Like, you better keep goin

All these people came to see you, fatigue got you showin

Well, ninth round got me up against the ropes

And I'm holdin' on like a passenger on a boat

Tenth, eleventh round, know I got my mojo back

In that twelfth round, I ain't gotta see contact

Clear

Feel like the wind is always howlin

Went to bed, I'm too high to throw the towel in

Down it

Feel like the wind is always howlin

Went to bed, I'm too high to throw the towel in

Down it

Dog, I got you, look

Everyday I feel like callin' it quits

But my G's keep tellin' me that I'm blessed with a gift

Yet they say I don't spit

Some say I'm not a lyricist

I make hits, fuck your opinions, bitch

I'm from the Bronx, so as a kid, I was taught to grind

I put in work, don't clock out, overtime

Haters rush to do you dirty, so I grow from mine

Blood diamond from the rough, so I'm supposed to shine

Honestly, I do believe that we elite

All in your face in 3-D, it ain't hard to see

I'm mad, got skills that y'all lack

When I put poems on tracks, they clap, cause I smash

I try to tell them that I does this

Not known to the public, cause a lack of a budget

But when it's all said and done, I'ma get it

D-Dave, Naza, and Darq, back to Risk It