Time
Uh. What? Y'all don't get this everyday, word.
1 (Nas)
With so much drama in QBC, it's kinda hard being Escobaro
Elderado red, sippin' dom out the bottle
my life's like a Donald Goines novel
we wave glasses like bravo
drunk niggaz with mad problems-
shot pockets, niggaz on the block rock this
buy cocaine, cook it and chop it,
lookin' to profit in triple ways
going through this difficult stage
called life when each year my physicals praised
niggas slip beyond the reach ah help
cut in the street, thinking they can teach they self
when all we wanted was a piece of wealth
and randomly feed our family, these streets are insanity
amber me, caught inside a thug's fantasy
richest nigga in showbiz is what I plan to be
heavy desire
hold this nine ready to fire
you know me, show me the money like I'm Jerry Maguire, it's on
No hook
2 (Nature)
It's time we set it straight
connect with Dre the correct way
predicted platinum in less than a day
so for that we toast
this one's for us while y'all lackin' hope
all I do is write rap, stack, relax and smoke
watchin' my dreams come through, stay humble in the eyes ah others
politicking with the wisest brothers
it's Nature, one of the latest
peep how I play this
straight from the bridge, one of your kid's favorites
from now, till the day that I'm stiff
foul flagrant, pay the rent, always stay swift
stuck in my ways, type chauvinistic
since I youth I had a thing for big hoops, flooded rings and older bitches
holding my riches in lump sums for trust funds
fully recovered thugs lust to bust guns
while some ah get drunk, beat wives and cuss sons
a slow process called life, let's show progress
No 3 (Dr. Dre)
Check...
When I said I hold my own I wasn't frontin'
never claimed to be the baddest, but skills- I got a little somethin'
comin' through, new clique and tracks
known for blazin' on the chronic that's what put me on the map
nothing can give me more pleasure to start this
I worked the hardest, dug the farthest
making me illest producing artist
done crimes, ran from one time
can catch me with my crew bustin' rhymes in the sun shine state
no caste; I build; I chill with millionairs
out to make a killin' for real-my resolution this year
few places I walked most imagine
new faces I met at beauty pagents
past cuties now wanna do me
yo, I never forgot where I'm from
I check for family and every nigga that was down from day one
if you ain't speakin' money language I can't hang
you know your conversation is weak, so it's sensless to speak
No hook
1 (Nas)
With so much drama in QBC, it's kinda hard being Escobaro
Elderado red, sippin' dom out the bottle
my life's like a Donald Goines novel
we wave glasses like bravo
drunk niggaz with mad problems-
shot pockets, niggaz on the block rock this
buy cocaine, cook it and chop it,
lookin' to profit in triple ways
going through this difficult stage
called life when each year my physicals praised
niggas slip beyond the reach ah help
cut in the street, thinking they can teach they self
when all we wanted was a piece of wealth
and randomly feed our family, these streets are insanity
amber me, caught inside a thug's fantasy
richest nigga in showbiz is what I plan to be
heavy desire
hold this nine ready to fire
you know me, show me the money like I'm Jerry Maguire, it's on
No hook
2 (Nature)
It's time we set it straight
connect with Dre the correct way
predicted platinum in less than a day
so for that we toast
this one's for us while y'all lackin' hope
all I do is write rap, stack, relax and smoke
watchin' my dreams come through, stay humble in the eyes ah others
politicking with the wisest brothers
it's Nature, one of the latest
peep how I play this
straight from the bridge, one of your kid's favorites
from now, till the day that I'm stiff
foul flagrant, pay the rent, always stay swift
stuck in my ways, type chauvinistic
since I youth I had a thing for big hoops, flooded rings and older bitches
holding my riches in lump sums for trust funds
fully recovered thugs lust to bust guns
while some ah get drunk, beat wives and cuss sons
a slow process called life, let's show progress
No 3 (Dr. Dre)
Check...
When I said I hold my own I wasn't frontin'
never claimed to be the baddest, but skills- I got a little somethin'
comin' through, new clique and tracks
known for blazin' on the chronic that's what put me on the map
nothing can give me more pleasure to start this
I worked the hardest, dug the farthest
making me illest producing artist
done crimes, ran from one time
can catch me with my crew bustin' rhymes in the sun shine state
no caste; I build; I chill with millionairs
out to make a killin' for real-my resolution this year
few places I walked most imagine
new faces I met at beauty pagents
past cuties now wanna do me
yo, I never forgot where I'm from
I check for family and every nigga that was down from day one
if you ain't speakin' money language I can't hang
you know your conversation is weak, so it's sensless to speak
No hook
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Writer(s): Anton Bass, Michelle Lucille Shaprow
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