Time Lost

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Major 9

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Time lost

Verse

You can’t kill my vibe 

Grab the piccolo and slide 

Theirs locked hands on her thighs 

Look her in her eyes, she’s surprised

She know I’m from the city so she let me go up high 

Playing with that pussy , got the passenger soaking

She told me put my eyes on the road and stay focused 

I’ll be your Trick, be my Trina if you notice

Nan nigga fucking with my old bay

Oh shit

Oooh, I got the seasoning

Come through with them sticks 

Give me a reasoning 

Where a nigga standing , where we leaving him 

Damn I got blood on these wheated timbs

Switch make him booty shake, 

nah I ain’t Uncle Luke 

Playing with my money 

Imma Rrrr bout my loot

Sweat blood and tears 

Imma die bout my group 

But the naked hustle leaving out of towners Billy Blue

Ball like a dog or I’m balling like I’m Greezy

Did it like the Major so them bitches came easy 

Did it like I’m 9, I’m deep up in her spine 

I’m trynna blow her back out through her mind

Uh yea, 

Ride me to the song where them  two girls rapping 

Her neck her back, man that still got me laughing 

Don’t trust nan nigga, that’s the code

My dawg just died, and his dawg fucking his hoe 

All these hoes grew up off of Katrina 

Hit the road with cash money, but I turned into a dreamer 

Something like Fat boy, I turned into a thinker

Yea

That’s cause I got a strong arm 

Hit them hoes with a long 

Ambidextrous yea them flows from my wrong arm 

Fake love got them singing all my old songs

Gotta keep it moving 


Help a nigga make it up 

A sin just to keep in touch 

Speaking through my music, know they hear me 

I be speaking up 


Motherfuck the radio, they act like they ain’t hearing us 

Motherfuck the old heads, they act like they ain’t feeling us 

Motherfuck the opps that got the drop, cause they ain’t pulling up 

They be on the net, we at the gas station filling up 

Yea I know them swipers, them real 4 lifers 

Screaming bitch I’m from the city since in diapers 

Ok 

Mother f*ck them people seen my dream and kept it moving 

Section 8 , Free lunch line, that’s the movement 

Jt Money told me let it go 

Inspired by the A, they told me let it snow 

One time for Sam Sneak,

Made it clear, they ain’t from the city,

So they don’t think how I think 

Made them do the bop

The head dropped in some bleach 

Shout out DJ Kidd, He brought the drop to the beach 

Sabel Palms got screaming I was hot boy

And if you wasn’t in that video then you not boy

DMX got his coke off of my block

Four wheelers, dirt bike and a IROC

uncle Al in ha head just like cyclops 

Give me time, give me my spot 

I’m so throwed off, I need eye drops

If them people matter, give me my props

Im so throwed off….

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