Distance (Feat. MANILA GREY)

From Distance album by Junoflo
Written by Junoflo, MANILA GREY
Composed by Junoflo, BIG BANANA
Arranged by BIG BANANA
February 25, 2020
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Korean:

All of them things I grip
Close to my soul, won’t let
You get too close
So keep your distance
Greatness we strive, no less
Every time that I get
One step closer it feels so distant

All of this green looking tropic
Back in my mood never sloppy
Bigger the picture no cropping
Never gon' fall never cave
To all of this shit we a slave
Holy ghost all on my chain
Smoke away drink all the pain pain
Run away
From all your problems
Fuck up the game
I’ll be a problem
Stay on your mind
Reading between all the lines
Stay on your mind
You know I’ll be there all the time time

All of them things I grip
Close to my soul, won’t let
You get too close
So keep your distance
Greatness we strive, no less
Every time that I get
One step closer it feels so distant

I can’t slow down we moving too fast
But one foot forward feel like two back
Blood on my hands
Blood on the leaves
Chopping the tree
Blowing the tree
Only incentive stacking the cheese
That’s all that I need
Or so I thought
Who got the keys
Mama done shed enough of her tears
Pray on her knees
Money on tumble dry
The dead make me feel alive
My soul is immortalized
I’m living to no demise

All of them things I grip
Close to my soul, won’t let
You get too close
So keep your distance
Greatness we strive, no less
Every time that I get
One step closer it feels so distant

One down, two down, three down
I’ve been sippin’ strong
I been eastbound, eastbound, eastbound
I got twins with me
Tropics got Soli going ghost
Going 360
Momma told me find myself
Take that to the grave with me

I been cutthroat like nowadays
I need my money andalé
All of my gold from Saudi
Neeko don’t trust nobody, ay
My frames Cartier
See why we see things differently
Took a pic to freeze the frame
Leaked the tape to freeze the game
Don’t trip, don’t trip, don’t trip, don’t trip, don’t trip

All of them things I grip
Close to my soul, won’t let
You get too close
So keep your distance
Greatness we strive, no less
Every time that I get
One step closer it feels so distant

All of this green looking tropic
Back in my mood never sloppy
Bigger the picture no cropping
Never gon' fall never cave
To all of this shit we a slave
Holy Ghost all on my chain
Smoke away drink all the pain pain

Credit: Naver Music
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Romanization:

All of them things I grip
Close to my soul, won’t let
You get too close
So keep your distance
Greatness we strive, no less
Every time that I get
One step closer it feels so distant

All of this green looking tropic
Back in my mood never sloppy
Bigger the picture no cropping
Never gon' fall never cave
To all of this shit we a slave
Holy ghost all on my chain
Smoke away drink all the pain pain
Run away
From all your problems
Fuck up the game
I’ll be a problem
Stay on your mind
Reading between all the lines
Stay on your mind
You know I’ll be there all the time time

All of them things I grip
Close to my soul, won’t let
You get too close
So keep your distance
Greatness we strive, no less
Every time that I get
One step closer it feels so distant

I can’t slow down we moving too fast
But one foot forward feel like two back
Blood on my hands
Blood on the leaves
Chopping the tree
Blowing the tree
Only incentive stacking the cheese
That’s all that I need
Or so I thought
Who got the keys
Mama done shed enough of her tears
Pray on her knees
Money on tumble dry
The dead make me feel alive
My soul is immortalized
I’m living to no demise

All of them things I grip
Close to my soul, won’t let
You get too close
So keep your distance
Greatness we strive, no less
Every time that I get
One step closer it feels so distant

One down, two down, three down
I’ve been sippin’ strong
I been eastbound, eastbound, eastbound
I got twins with me
Tropics got Soli going ghost
Going 360
Momma told me find myself
Take that to the grave with me

I been cutthroat like nowadays
I need my money andalé
All of my gold from Saudi
Neeko don’t trust nobody, ay
My frames Cartier
See why we see things differently
Took a pic to freeze the frame
Leaked the tape to freeze the game
Don’t trip, don’t trip, don’t trip, don’t trip, don’t trip

All of them things I grip
Close to my soul, won’t let
You get too close
So keep your distance
Greatness we strive, no less
Every time that I get
One step closer it feels so distant

All of this green looking tropic
Back in my mood never sloppy
Bigger the picture no cropping
Never gon' fall never cave
To all of this shit we a slave
Holy Ghost all on my chain
Smoke away drink all the pain pain

Credit: HallyuMusic
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