Lyrics:
If I leave my town will they pray for me
I've been up for days and it's straight to me
Cut the light no late, would I wait for me
But it's way too
[Featuring Steady Mobb'n]
Fast livin' got me trapped in this street game
Before i die i hope i have a chance to make a change
4x
I'm
lockdown by ten
I'm afraid you can't talk your way out of this one, son
Now four walls are your twenty-four hour a day, constant companions
Hey, in
warm
Hasn't seen it happen since the day she was born
Reaching down for glasses that just can't be found
By the time she finds them, why they're down
to die
How we stayed late at night
The four of us tired
We're cracking up cause we had to get by
I wish I could know that the good old days
Are right now
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
[Featuring Steady Mobb'n]
Fast livin' got me trapped in this street game
Before i die i hope i have a chance to make a change
4x
I'm
Know Im way deep in my zone (In my zone)
Late night, thats when we go out in roam (Out in roam)
Mix da ice, slow it down and now its froze (Leddo it)
marshall mathers please stand up?
and take responsibility 4his actions
and im gonna close this *marsh* by saying
its not too late for change
and always
never doubt i know the truth
His name is Jesus the Bible is the proof
Yea I can't lie I know I've slipped b4
But the letters in the red they came 2 my
wasn't thinking about fucking
Bumping Late Night Hype by Compton's Most Wanted
Them Tracks was so crisp
Bo$$ and Spice 1 and King Tee At Your Own Risk
gonna stop stop?
Another day in black and white
One, two, three, four, five
Another week goes by
I'm half alive
I'm getting sick
I'm faking this
I'm over
Gate gate gate gate
Two phones and you still ain't answered for your mistakes
Troubled by it
Now you sorry
Hate to say it's too late
Well
It's too late
Happy late father's day
It's like ten o' clock, I'm headed home, I did a lot today
I ain't tryna fight, not in the mood, I told her not today
Von
Skilow be sleeping with a stick right by the door, it ain't no running up
Late night, we Crippin' on they bitch-ass, get down low, Drac' got
to either
But me and her, we make money the same way
Four cities, two planes, the same day
And those shows have never been what it's about
But maybe we'll
four weeks
It’s like clockwork even if we don’t speak
any other day of the month
It’s like ghosting gone terribly wrong
I had a dream late last night
than her fishnets
Lighters getting bic'd by this pyro for a quick sec
You said you wanted fire in your life well come and get some
It's coming through
it was
Then begin again because
Days are never long enough
Time's never late
Isn't bound by our fate
Try as we may
Love might never be found if we
like a four four
And I know you know I made some mistakes
Seems like it's fake when it's this late
But I never quit on you once tho
I been waiting on you
brothas stunting
I take no days off
Young Camel gotta keep to hustling
Tryna knock me down like you threw a late hit
YK don't got time, I'm making all these
[Featuring Steady Mobb'n]
Fast livin' got me trapped in this street game
Before i die i hope i have a chance to make a change
4x
I'm
Jonathan's biking home after his late-night shift
Hours with the patients and the pills and the IV poles
He tries hard to see the best in the people
with the keys in my hand to the four by four
Jumped in my ride, checkin' that nobody saw
The club we went in, we got down boun-bounced to the rhythm
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