Lyrics:
(The real LA Gleeker)
(Yeah Yeah)
I'm the last of a dying breed
Feds lurking good luck tryna find me
Selling work Fucc filling out a time sheet
I'm
shoulda known
Put to many hours on the time sheet
Wake up with motive
My ambition can't control it
The pain is deep so i gotta own it
I barely worry bout
hit and then I cut?
Most likely
And no days off, no time slots left in my time sheet
Especially for wifey
Smoking this dope, got me higher than
sleeve Escobar with the work, ain't punchin' a time sheet
Ay, been, cooking up stew and the rhymes heat
New game on the block, sellin heartbeat no chain
Limit, limit
Ooh, we bringing music to the streets
Putting in time, no time for rest, all the time on the time sheet
Putting everything off the side,
time, fuck up the sheets
I drink that water like it's wine, fuck up the sheets
Don't need no music
She love to sing
Oh, oh
This ain't no threesome,
Relief and tranquility
Nothing's left a part of me
That's how I want how I need it how I sought it
Frozen in time in the ice sheets
Relief
Do your song make you drive
chillin town beach
take your time Make a fault
no time sheet
snack and beer love&peace
힘껏 차 ditch
꺼 놔 iPhone
to a party
We fuck with dreams no plan b no anxiety
heading up to nine to five to focus on that time sheet
The corporate Field never had them feels never proud
cant explain it but I been thinking about you
Purple sheets are down
Time to hold you down now ay
Listen to the music that's our own downtown ay
Time
the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above, maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen,
s-sexy
Brown and petite
Good girl times three under the sheets
Cookie my favorite flavor, but 'nuff
Weed like I come from Jamaica
It's bait that Russ gets
Everything sleep in the night time
In the crib piecing the beat I won't ease off the keys till they see that it's my time
I would go sheet after
losing track of time
And now I sleep to pass the time
Under my sheets I lay and hide
All the sorrow
Yeah, it's gone tomorrow
Yeah, I'm feeling hollow
In my
they mob deep with the poles
I punch the time sheet, not no more
'Cause now my assigned seat is a throne, right
Plottin' my escape, this game rot
thing
Well, things change, you plain Jane
I'm diverse, I save the world second
And I get high first
I'm a mind freak, check my time sheet
Bitch, I
Baby girl you know am Never stopping any time now
This the sheet that makes a Couple always wanna break up
So let me patch it up cause You know I always
wake up super late
Look me in the face (uh), we ain't in a rush (yeah)
We gotta make love in the morning time (morning time)
The sheets won't stay
gold jacob, 4 units for the timepiece
Got my niggas working so much they need a time sheet
They thought it was a joke until I copped that 6
7:45 pull
double stacked that's a hundred grand
Rose gold jacob, 4 units for the timepiece
Got my niggas working so much they need a time sheet
They thought it
don't got the time
You're a thief. I caught you now, woman
Leave my sheet alone
You beg and beg and beg
So get-- outta my head
Stay to your side now,
in the street
Rollin' up the sheets, blowin' out the reef, hosin' down the freaks
It's time to go, convicts packin' sheets
We rose up out the swamp,
And I'm hard up, for some time in your sheets
Would you be down to spend all your time with me?
'Cause I'm lovesick
Please call me your baby baby baby
time Who knows where we’ll draw the line I just wanna get to Know you better We just need some sexy time Marvin gaye, silk sheets and wine I just wanna
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