Lyrics:
the innocent get pistol-whipped by this pistol grip (punk)
Talkin' shit you drunk (what)
Think I won't fuck you up (punk)
We both deep, I ain't scared and I
Hannah Montana told me, "life's what you make it"
So I thought, "what do I wanna make of life?"
I wanna get on stage, do the hip hop hooray
Plus
cause
I’ve been to hell and back
So many times
The trips expensive ak
Had to get it right
The works extensive man
And you bet I try
Mistakes expected fam
don't try
These are things that I go by
Prime time that's my time
No drake no hotline
Just wait ill go high
I got fame on my mind
Just wait ill go buy
caught me by surprise
See you with your new man now it’s killing me up inside
Having meeting with a love therapist
Helping me through go to shit I really
Kill and execute 'em
I blast first 'til they body me
Like my guns in variety
Runnin' wit' the real big willies you silly punks try to be
But front
life through a lens of kaleidoscope
All my niggas look at me like I'm the goat
Already been knew that shit it's bout time you know
Verses only getting
TIME TO EXPERIENCE IT ALL OVER AGAIN
No time to stand still on the floor
I'm done with a future that makes sense
Cause if life ever makes sense to you
told me do it for the ones
Who barely see a way out
And tell them keep on moving
No matter how life will play out
Keep believing in the visions you see
time she'll be seeing me
I ain't mean anything by it
I just don't have time to wait
If you don't know or can't decide, it makes
It easier for me
a twelve gauge to the brain?
Arguments with my boo is true
I spend mo' time with my niggas than I do with you
But everywhere it's the same thin', that's
you tell? and if we fail?
High speeds, and thai weed on the freeway
When will they learn to take it easy? uh
Drive-by's and niggas die, murder
on them front line, nigga, ya lunch time
I'm by them stop sign, you love that wi-fi
On mamas for them dirty dollars, brains on collars
Park the car
Put my soul on the goal line
Do my dance like I'm Prime Time
Real love gimme high five
Stop pocket watching from the sidelines
Who am I
Who are you
on 105
Said don't die
I won't abide
I won't lie
I just wanna live my life
I just wanna live life
Making just enough to get by
Struggle out here, it's hard
It's been a long time let me get back
I'm still in my prime let me get back
Success by design let me get back
Get back get get get back
Running
I'm a dog, i'm a fuckin mess
You wanna get in
on my personal armageddon
Threatened by my recklessness
You powerless, i'm obsessed
I'm possessed with
must be leavin'
For the time being
But please believe me, if I could I would stay
If only just for a day
But I won't make you pay the rate of my own
still got time (got time)
This ain’t my prime (my prime)
I’ll make the sweetest lemonade out of this life
Can someone tell me
Am I gonna waste my whole
never relax)
That's why we rap on the heaviest tracks
Fuck crafting, I never craft
If you craft, you're a daft lad
Don't make me laugh, dad
All I need is
spending my whole life
In reclining chairs just watching the people pass by
I'm in my element, I felt it one time
Just one time
I'm a girl in my prime, oh
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But released this statement:
It's not about East or West
It's about niggas and bitches, power and money,
Riders and punks. Which side are you on?
Watch prime
Speed up rewind
My social life's great
You'll hear it from my best friend Al
Got rhythm got treble got bass got shine
A plastic strong case
And he's all mine
No crime but now he's on prime time
We hit the door
Did the booty in the slow mo'
I like to spank 'em
Gave 'em bacon on the down low
But
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