Time Zones (feat. Deon., Ryan Deshon & KolaFwet)

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Markus Jay

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Skid marks could show
And the roads we've been on, man they filled with potholes
We earned all our stripes out in different time zones
Make sure you put em on, this the type of time we on

Neighborhood niggas
Grandma prayin' we don't turn to neighborhood killers, but little did she know

Skid marks could show
And the roads we've been on, man they filled with potholes
We earned all our stripes out in different time zones

See I been out my bag for a minute
But let me get this pen and pad and we gon' dive up in it
I wake up in the morning, glad to see another day
But still I gotta wonder who gon' try to take my life away
All we hear is sirens, they been blaring for a while now
Ambulances carrying somebody's child now

Another mama crying cause her daughter didn't duck
And the one who pulled the trigger screaming I don't give a f*ck
But you can't call the cops, what the f*ck they gonna do
They killed just as many niggas as the ones in red and blue

Just another day in the city called Compton
Gangs make purple rain, so don't cross em

I get dressed and head to school, sitting in my homeroom
Thinking bout my homegirl that was gone too soon
She committed suicide when she had her rapist kids
She ain't know what else to do, I told you

Skid marks could show
And the roads we've been on, man they filled with potholes
We earned all our stripes out in different time zones
Make sure you put em on, this the type of time we on

Neighborhood niggas
Grandma prayin' we don't turn to neighborhood killers, but little did she know

Skid marks could show
And the roads we've been on, man they filled with potholes
We earned all our stripes out in different time zones

Changed so many schools, I was forced to adapt
Grown crowds and altered character were forced to relapse
If my head wasn't strong, they had no place called home

Ran in many circles, still I prefer being alone
Elementary, sex charges had me placed in isolation
Can't be snitching gun issues, yep, that's in the equation

There's a lot I don't give off and let the ignorance speak
The more you know, the less you say, should be life's secret

Self-incriminating big in these streets that I walk
Trust provides a grave path to the ones that'll talk
Friends will run up in the crib, shoot you up, if you're ahead, and dip

Get the shrmp and fake to mama you ain't dead

There's plenty lessons of pain that I learned since a kiddo
I got from books, news, and views, from nanan window

Never confused me from being collected and cool
I can't be fooled by people abiding a different rule

Skid marks could show, and the roads we've been on, man they filled with potholes
We earned all our stripes out in different time zones
Make sure you put them on, this the type of time we on

Neighborhood niggas, grandma praying we don't turn the neighborhood killers
But little did she know, but little did she know

Skid marks could show, and the roads we've been on, man they filled with potholes
We all earned our stripes out in different time zones

Been told since a jit that you best not fold or flinch
The sun ain't the only thing out here burning shit
I'm a slide 95, born 1995
My immigrant parents couldn't really provide

A lot of shit I needed, got stolen quick
I got banned from all them stores, where could I go score
So now I'm stealing yours, or taking it by force
And now I wasn't bored, I ain't have a choice

Left them pretty crimes, cause I needed more
A lot of sweet licks, sat my dumb ass down for four
While I'm on this route, I did it on my own
Damn my mama, some my niggas truly are not here no more

Wipe away your tears, stay strong, that's the pep talk
Damn I wanna ball, my job slays me more
Grown man, used to be a little boy
Steering my ship steady, ain't no crashing out no more

Skid marks could show, and the roads we've been on, man they filled with potholes
We earned all our stripes out in different time zones
Make sure you put them on, this the type of time we on

Neighborhood niggas, grandma praying we don't turn the neighborhood killers
But little did she know, but little did she know

Skid marks could show, and the roads we've been on, man they filled with potholes
We all earned our stripes out in different time zones

I was born in a environment, where banging was a job
Niggas working hard to rob with the hopes to see retirement
Circumstance inspiring my moves in these streets
What we do in these streets
Shut your mouth and be discreet, been through it all

Chest out, you can't punk me nigga
Busters love the gunplay, but I'ma chunk these nigga
Never went inside or hiding, if I said that I was riding
I'm not just up in the car, this the front seat nigga

School days was the worst, I'm being hated by the flunkies
Still going ape shit, screaming f*ck all you monkeys
Niggas talk about the struggle, I refrain by being humble
But was seven years old, getting money from the junkies

That's that hood life, where niggas trying hard to live the good life
3500 Brenton Ave, Lynwood life

Surrounded by the real, can't associate with fake
Every morning, wake and bake with new ideas to get the cake cuz

Skid marks could show, and the roads we've been on, man they filled with potholes
We earned all our stripes out in different time zones
Make sure you put them on, this the type of time we on

Neighborhood niggas, grandma praying we don't turn the neighborhood killers
But little did she know, but little did she know

Skid marks could show, and the roads we've been on, man they filled with potholes
We all earned our stripes out in different time zones

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