Life of Primitive ft. Supaadry & Aiyanna Forrest Lyrics

I hit the street with a mic and an amp

I took a chance, I'm starting to like who I am

I hit the switch, to power the kit

Watch it all light up to empower the gift

Watch it all spread love to the peeps in pain

From the streets, all the way to East LA

My people working day jobs for minimum wage

To the hustle making band with residual gains

The fellas in the back and the honeys in the front

DJ's spinning wax getting money at the club

It's all good let the vibes release

It's all good anytime of week

It's all good let your mind release

Let the silence speak and supply the beat

Everybody that be up in the place

Throw your hands in the air like you got something to say

This goes out to my people on the grind

My people working splits and my people 9-5

My people in the pits, and my people in the mines

My people doing shit tryin to make a better life

This goes out to my people on the town

My people on the scene and my people underground

Holla to my queens and my kings with the crowns

My people keep it real while we're holding it down

Branch out, see the forest from the trees

Holla to my peeps with a pocket full of dreams

Stand out, kickin knowledge with the G's

Hands down, amp crowds and promises honour me

This is for my people persevering through pain

We relate from the experience of healing the shame

It's funny, our differences are nearly the same

And fuck the money when your brother's in pain

Gotta whole lotta love to give

Gotta whole lotta heart in the bars I spit

7 years since I touched the shit

I'm in love and I love the gifts

I'm keepin it real, now they're telling me it's versatile

To take a walk in their shoes it's not worth the mile

Everybody that be up in the place

Throw your hands in the air like you got something to say

This goes out to my people on the grind

My people working splits and my people 9-5

My people in the pits, and my people in the mines

My people doing shit tryin to make a better life

This goes out to my people on the town

My people on the scene and my people underground

Holla to my queens and my kings with the crowns

My people keep it real while we're holding it down

Yeah and the grind don't stop

I've been off the record til the vinyl drops

This is for my people showing love to the scene

People going through the hard times and keepin it clean

People standing on the frontlines and peepin the schemes

Keep your eyes wide open while you reach for your dreams

My spirituality is lyrical clarity

I spit, syllables savagely while chillin with Gravity

Follow me cause this is deeper than rap

All my people screaming: Primitive you need to relax

All my people dropping knowledge on a regular basis

So advanced once glance will enhance the basics

Face it, the kings back to ace it

Spreading love on the mic cause we've got enough hatred

Everybody that be up in the place

Throw your hands in the air like you've got something to say

This goes out to my people on the grind

My people working splits and my people 9-5

My people in the pits, and my people in the mines

My people doing shit tryin to make a better life

This goes out to my people on the town

My people on the scene and my people underground

Holla to my queens and my kings with the crowns

My people keep it real while we're holding it down

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