Lyrics:
We work till it works and
If it don't work then we make it work
Work till it hurts as beads
Of sweat drop down in earth
They say I'm crazy cus
I drop
bridges with my fire
Maybe I should take the time to just slow it down
But then I'm on the road, but then I'm on the road
Until you recognizing my whole
B
It is not a fallacy
I got these haters mad at me
Cuz I'm climbing up the mountain peak
[Hook]
I'm knockin'
Open up the door
Beat's knockin'
this freak in Vegas
She said her name was Donna
She was a pretty little freak from China
I said I don't pimp or gigolo
I'm havin' so much money that
in the air like Pac, Death Row East
Where I'm from, get the store shot, you can get your hoe shot
You don't want that, then don't beef
Turn around,
sippin on a daily basis
Quick to hop by on your block and wreck faces
Slammin door's open spaces looking good standing tall
Beatin Down ya block knockin
for me
Ima puff some weed, sip some crown
Keep my game face on when I chase em down
And ill flip a pound, sell some coke
Do what ever I can do when I'm
(What more you want from me?)
A hundred bands
I'm a real down broke n***a, need a Garda to come fill
Hammer pants
I've been on the road, I don't know
fronted, from the Magnolia to the Goose
Snitches wanted to testify the shit that they know
Set a bomb on the front door, put a key in the door
Turn the music up turn the lights down I'm in my zone
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
The world'll feel
Turn the music up turn the lights down I'm in my zone
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
The world'll feel
into the battle field
Nigga, soldier rag still on my eye, no lie
I'm camoflauged, I never die, I live longer than them white guys
We tattooed, I done
the eye
By now I'm inside the store and need to choose
Which one of these tickets gonna change my life?
And which one of these tickets gonna change my wife?
project
So I'm like, let me break it down, this concept, into four different parts
And I'm like, how can I break this project into four parts
Okay, let me
they thinking how we get this far?
We was just down by three and they thought we took a loss
They couldn't deem me like Earl Boykins, I'm sticking soft
grandmama
Look what they made me do
Swipe a zip from under they nose
That's why I'm late to school
Eyes devil red but my clothes
Carolina baby blue
Had
Preferred
Came up from nothing like fuck it
I'm getting ducketts
One, two, three, I'm on my count up shit
Skoola in a X5, Keno and Sheed got Benzes
I'm
ain't a dope by 'til yo ass got a gun and chain
It's my time (It's my time, yeah, oh)
It's my time (I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna shine)
It's my time
is all I have
She grabbed me by my hand
Where are we going to land?
I'm reaching for the stars
They let me know who you are
Hundred miles from earth
I was really tryna run
From myself in an abyss yeah
My life has only begun uh
I really think it’s time to live yeah
What have I become?
I kinda like
of a remittance man
I'm three sheets to the wind and
Just a three days' sail from land
It's been ten years since I've crossed these shores
Don't know if I'll
youngins say keep it going
All my youngins, they dumb and repping, they always knowing
Got some pride in your town, I'm spotting 'em lately
Three piece
I'm a hellrazor like key, I open the door with no key
Like Enzo
Joyriding in my mama benzo
Back when I down bad off them benzos
And the xannies affected
There's five lanes, five bad brothers
Gonna migrate on your highway
Runners of gaming, at nine AM to the pavement
I'm on the new town by noon
The road is
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