Lyrics:
me just power the rhythm
Every hour I give 'em, I need a minute for me and a dollar for y'all
I got this power from all them hours in them project
to the mall
If you need me you know what to do
You know amma pick up the call
Like I jus' need to hold you down
Like I jus' need like 72 hours
I jus' dropped
Let it be consumed by You (Ooh)
Cause all I want is You (Ooh)
Say breathe on us
Breathe on us
All consuming fire
Ignite our hearts
With
the time that we spent
But I can give some to the bartender
Well I need to go home but if I go through that door
I'll probably end up with you by the morning
spend an hour by myself
How the fuck will I not make it with all these Hours on the shelf?
Time is money and I believe it is pay me o-clock
Dear my,
me by the thunder. (thunder)
The trumpet sounds way down in my sanctified soul.
I haven't got long to stay here.
Green trees are bending. (are
no shower
Trip with no powder
Sshhh i need to be louder
Why
Put in the work
Put in the hours
’Til i have learnt
To harness my powers
‘Termind to earn
Yeah yeah
Woah woah
Young Rein
Yeah Right
Yeah uh
Yeah uh
Long days
Long nights
Long hours
Working by the day
Not by the hour
Your best friend so
For the ghetto media
Don't let the light skin fool y'all
I will fuck you up
This is what it sounds like, when thugz cry
This is what it
to muffle sound
I need to get to ground
I need to reach ground
When am I gonna fall asleep?
It's been hours since I died
Watch me crumble into ash
watching hours go by
You can take up my time
You can take up my life
Could you
Never slow down
Overflow in what you need to show how
What you
Really know
right now you're half asleep
You should know by now you can't love me passively
This could be ours
24 hours
It ain't enough for me
Chorus:
24 hours
24
at the station, rap that shit that you rap everyday"
Man, that shit sounds stupid then I hang up on his ass
Then called him back like "Fuck, let's do it"
I didn't
bless me now my savior
I come to thee
I need thee every hour
Stay thou near by
Temptations loose their power
When thou art nigh
I need thee
Another Friday night divebar open mic
It's like a movie scene
Eyes blinded by the stage lights covering up
A room filled with empty seats
Tell me why
hour, and second
Minutes turn to hours, hours into days
Days into months and years and decades
I don't wanna waste
All of my currency
Being tossed by
Yoda
A Florida, Pensacola
There's more to roll-a by Motorola
I'm in control-a, I hit the quota
I made this beat sound while
I was in Minnesots
Fuck,
here
I'll always be right here
I'll always be here
Losing you I fear
I don't care where we go
Twenty four hours damn you texting so slow
Weekend goes by
will never quit getting better by the hour
And I'm going miles, I'm gone for a while
I'm just lost up in my music, I'm gon' work a while
Yeah I love this
need me a jumper
I ain't gonna stop till I'm covered up
23 hours on my left arm
19 hours on right my arm
42 hours on my torso, my nigga I'm calm
Tell
when I'm on the mic, I do serve well
And I go by the name of the Rapper Jalil
*Four minutes left*
Now sit back, relax, put on your head gear
Get ready
All them Lonely Nights I've been through
Get drunk by myself
Shit that I don't talk about
I'm stubborn
Don't need help
I don't fuck with love songs
hours went by
And we're all alone (and we're all alone)
Just staring at our phones (just staring and staring)
And the next thing I know (next thing I
there's nobody else around
Let's sit by a cozy lit fire
And we can be each other's company
Now how does that sound to you?
You see, 'cause it sounds
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