Lyrics:
Ain’t Wastin’ Time No More
Scott Isbell in loving memory of Gregg Allman
Lyrics and Music by Gregg Allman
Originally performed by the Allman Brothers
women honey not hoe or bitch
I'm into Tanya Tucker, Twisted Brown Truck
The Allman Brothers Band and Marshall Tucker
I'm not in this for money I do it
Please, please good people. I am in haste. Who lives
in that castle?
WOMAN: No one live there.
ARTHUR: Then who is your lord?
WOMAN: We don't have
But don't get ya fuckin' brother involved
Cause if I break his fuckin' jaw you
Ain't got no other brothers to call
He prolly give the undercovers a call
the genius thats inside me
I'm not ballin
But I'm all in
Cause I'm feelin' good
(Feelin' good)
I ain't shot callin
I'm free falling
And it feels so good
New Era can see
No cap, i know that life a bitch but
They ain't prepared for me
See, before Love & Hip Hop I
Got love in hip hop
Mona Scott should
a road play bap bap you
Beat so unbrand just call me
Uptown beveling Jerry look at my
Brother's spike no talking
Bring alders on pass by your house
through'n up, and he bang it till he die
He be flood'n them colors, in every trap he driven by
He got brothers that died, from drive by, homicides
Since
always go wrong
You ain't supposed to fight but spread joy in this season
But when they get the nog they just look for a reason
In no time at all
no bitch to admit that I cry a lot
Fuck being sad
Put them tears up in a frying pot
Rocking by my lonely
Since '05 posted on the block
Down for all my
a good brother
Always got your hands out, it ain't no doubt that y'all niggas ain't nothing but blood suckas (yeah)
Plus, y'all ain't bringing nothing
in it for the peace
For any brother that looked in the mirror couldn't see themselves in a good light
Think they better off deceased GEEZ
We ain't
deranged
Like a pit that's off the chain (Ha)
I been huntin' motherfuckers
Ain't no runnin' from the stain (Aye)
Dig my confidence
A brother brought a shovel
outside when you heard my brother cry for help
Held him like a newborn baby and made him feel
Like everything was alright
And a fight he tried to put up,
Got a brother named Frankie, Frankie ain't no good
Well, ever since we were young kids it's been the same come down
I'd get a call on a short way
momma not to cry
Pray my sister be alright
Tell my brothers that I love them
I'm forever by their side, yeah
I guess you wonder where I am
I guess you do
making money on the tour bus (Cash)
Keeping all these bands on us (Bands)
Got these fans on us (Fans)
Keeping me a Glock ain't no hands on us
So you better
some brothers gone that you would never see again
Have you seen yo mama cry my nigga, do that shit feel good to you
I can’t leave my OG by herself told
to something
Me and my brother rocking Versace
60 bands nigga we popping
Full counter nigga they bouncing
Weed anit tht good for your body
I think she popped her
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
brother, nobody cry
Life as a baller: alcohol and booty calls
We used to do 'em as adolescents, do you recall?
Raised as G's, loc'ed out, and blazed
They said
"Why you ain't been workin?" Bitch, I been workin hard
No one wanna see me win just look my haters lurking hard
I'mma go against
brothers,
Own construction companies n' this one had a brother,
He owned a construction company,
N' the Titanic she was made outta good Italian wood,
Armoured Knight
Imma do this Imma go and take flight
So my brothers and me gon be alright
Ain't nothing promised in this dark world of mine
In
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