Moresson - Provisions (Original Mix)

Yeah. Stocking up for the long ride.
Got everything we need right here.
Listen.
Yeah, yeah. Pack the bags with the vision and the drive.
Only way a real hustler can survive.
Traveling light, but the mind holds weight.
Navigating shadows at the midnight gate.
We don't rely on the luck of the draw.
Execute my plans without a single flaw.
Got the fuel in the tank, got the fire in the soul.
Every single step, taking full control.
Out in the wilderness, searching for the light.
Stocking up on provisions like underwater fight.
The road is long, the weather gets cold.
Holding on tight to the fortune untold.
Preparing for the storm before the skies turn gray.
Oh. We paving our way.
Way. Provisions for the journey, saddling up routine.
Through the darkest nights, watch the fire rise high.
Provisions in the soul, rhythm in the veins.
Breaking through the storm, washing off the stains, yeah.
Provisions.
Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro.
Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-visions.
Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro.
Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro. Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-visions.
Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro. No, no, no, no handouts given, every drop was earned.
Lessons from the fire where the bridge was burned.
We keep the inventory sharp and precise.
Never pay the doubt or the weakness price.
From the concrete jungle to the open road.
Carrying the vision, never drop the load.
Got the wisdom, the patience, the energy stored.
Ready for whatever's on the other board.
The road is long, the weather gets cold.
Holding on tight
to the fortune untold. Preparing for the storm before the skies turn gray.
We paving our way.
Provisions for the journey, saddling up routine.
Through the darkest nights, watch the fire rise high.
Provisions in the soul, rhythm in the veins.
Breaking through the storm, washing off the stains, yeah.
Provisions.
Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro. Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-visions.
Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro. Fully equipped.
Ready for the road.
Provisions.
Yeah. Stocking up for the long ride.
Got everything we need right here.
Listen.
Yeah, yeah. Pack the bags with the vision and the drive.
Only way a real hustler can survive.
Traveling light, but the mind holds weight.
Navigating shadows at the midnight gate.
We don't rely on the luck of the draw.
Executing plans without a single flaw.
Got the fuel in the tank and the fire in the soul.
Every single step, taking full control.
Out in the wilderness, searching for the light.
Stocking up on provisions like I gotta avoid fight.
The road is long, the weather gets cold.
Holding on tight to the fortune untold.
Preparing for the storm before the skies turn gray.
We paving our way.
Provisions for the journey. Saddling up with team.
Through the darkest nights. Watch the fire rise high.
Provisions in the soul. Rhythm in the veins.
Breaking through the storm. Washing off the stains, yeah.
Provisions.
Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro.
Pro-ro-ro-ro provisions. Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro.
No, no, no, no handouts given, every drop was earned.
Lessons from the fire where the bridge was burned.
We keep the inventory sharp and precise.
Never pay the doubt or the weakness price.
From the concrete jungle to the open road.
Carrying the vision, never drop the load.
Got the wisdom, the patience, the energy stored.
Ready for whatever's on the other board.
The road is long,
the weather gets cold.
Holding on tight
to the fortune untold. Preparing for the storm before the skies turn gray.
We paving our way.
Provisions for the journey. Saddling up with team.
Through the darkest nights. Watch the fire rise high.
Provisions in the soul. Rhythm in the veins.
Breaking through the storm. Washing off the stains, yeah.
Provisions. Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro.
Pro-ro-ro-ro provisions.
Pro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro. Fully equipped.
Ready for the road.
Provisions.