Lyrics:
Clock in, ask my people what's happening
Normal day
Pumping up so we can make all our bread and the cheese
With the sauce that we ride
When time for
this thing of you taking forever to pay us
It's killing our business man
So you know
If you pay me after whatever months
Buy the time you pay me that
about where the sheep goin'
All I know is war, I don't stop
I keep goin'
Our shooters past at his funeral
(Man, what he do?) shit
I just made a vow
hard, I need a woman that rolls by God
And the only man she loves is Todd
But will you be around when the raindrops fallin'
Or could it be you never
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times
I look my sister in her eyes
And let her know you ain't alone, I'll be by your side
Yee and through the hard times
Let my family know this
cause J.B., stay up homie
If you locked in the box keep making it through
Do your time (do your time) don't let your time do you
You looking at a man
you!
(Kick the Champion very hard!
) Don?t you EVER TALK about my wife! I?ll FUKING KILL YOU MAN!
Donald: Hear Hear! Generally Tempered,
long time
I'm a man
Father taught me: work as hard as I can
Said son you're mine
Make me proud or die trying
So I told my hands
Bare it all 'til you understand
HOTNESS - feel the heat
Going hard in the paint
No more messing around man naw I ain't, messing around
Going hard in the paint
No more messing around man no
Better examples for our son
Why is there even a issue for me to
Have time with my son a
Son needs his father so
Many absentee fathers out here and here i
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
when we had our doubts
Barely gettin' by, stretched to the limits
All the hard times, no, I wouldn't trade a minute
We've come so far, it made us who
If you locked in the box keep, makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you
You lookin' at a man that would
Die for his
Boom, boom, boom, boom, yeah, yeah
I'm on the block on the front line, niggas be pussy
They tough in they punchlines , duckin from one time
That
put a message in my music
Hope it brightens your day
If times are hard, when you hear it
Know you'll be okay a old G told me God's
Favorites have a hard
doubt)
Shit - in this white man's world
Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin hard on our sisters
We don't be knowin the pain we be causin'
on the things that aren't in my hands
Even if it's hard I gotta have trust in God's plan
Time will fly by that's when it hit me
Time will keep goin' and fly by
and these techs
Blaze 'em down gives a fuck about the next nigga rep
Play around find yourself getting' cheated by death
Man gone and believe me dog it
Yeah
So many sore losers keep tryna talk to me
Y'all need to focus on winning, stop focusing on me
Yeah
Thirteen thousand in Portugal, that's
I'm numb to the feelin' of grievin'
And man gettin' birded
African moms on the floor, just screamin'
It's mad cah I try so hard
Death's got to be
thing serious
The whole crew go hard
But still these folks are never feeling us
They saying we ain't making any progress
So they ain't got no time
booze or Henny
I had a hard time, it's why I put out "cleansing"
Shit, I know it's better now
My flows embedded, proud of myself, the worst forever out
Hey girl I know you going through hard Times right now
It's about that time that season
But you know them hard times don't ever last forever
We got
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