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Styles P
Styles P
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Motif Alumni
Motif Alumni
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Gotta do this sh*t from the guts, you know? Make 'em feel it Smoke it to myself then drink it to myself Then thinkin' to myself that I'ma need some help Cryin' inside and I'm dyin' inside But I'm always outside 'cause I need a little wealth I been thinkin' 'bout the future, I been thinkin' 'bout the past And I always been the champ and I ain't never need a belt Yeah, you sleepin' with a partner but you dreamin' all alone So, I'm a firm believer for believin' in yourself Rats out, snakes is lightnin' on the gas While I'm steppin' on the gas, no rust on the brake discs Stayin' out the way purple day in the hood Back then when we was killin' all that mixtape sh*t Homies got down and they died outta town gettin' money Swear to God that's some real heart-break sh*t Me and wifey high while we headed to the 'Sty lookin' fly Playin' Faith while we celebrated greatness Oooooh-oooh-ooh-ooh I had enough time to think I'm on a time machine I had my shares of ups and downs Faced my fears when no one's around I had enough time to think I'm on a time machine Oooooh-oooh-ooh-ooh Dark thoughts in a dark room Dark tint on a dark car, buy a dark suit Talk about the hood after one, it be part two It could be kill at will, n*ggas get you harpooned Just a gorilla in the monsoon Short n*gga but strong as Gorilla Monsoon This is real life, you n*ggas real as a cartoon Ain't tryna knock you but come sit on the bar stool We could chatter over a bark shot Where I'm from n*ggas get nervous when the narcs stop Gotta ask your man if hit when the sparks stop Go and get your money, my n*gga, don't let the art stop I'm just tryna see the sunset Putthe chair on the sand, I'm gettin' dumb wet Got a couple of drinks, I'm gettin' dumb wet Just on the grind, my n*gga, I'm gettin' dumb checks Ghost Oooooh-oooh-ooh-ooh I had enough time to think I'm on a time machine I had my shares of ups and downs Faced my fears when no one's around I had enough time to think I'm on a time machine Oooooh-oooh-ooh-ooh I'm know that I'm God but I ain't playin' Christ I know pain, look at me, I done paid the price They say he paid dues then I done paid him twice Did a million times over but I'ma be aight When I die, I'ma be the smoke flowin' through the night It wasn't spoken word if it wasn't spoken right If you ain't on the hustle then you ain't hopin' right When opportunity knock, you need sh*t to open right Ghost Oooooh-oooh-ooh-ooh I had enough time to think I'm on a time machine I had my shares of ups and downs Faced my fears when no one's around I had enough time to think I'm on a time machine Oooooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
Writer(s): David Styles, Marcus Fitzgerald Rucker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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