Hour Glass
Had to get it thru the pain, I get it
Had to write from my veins, I bled it
Had to drift to the lane I'm headed
Had a gift, wasn't no second guessin
My heart an ice box you can't get in
I was livin wild, with no place to live in
Shit was fucked up from the beginnin
You ain't been thru, none the shit that I been in
Go slide wit yo kinfolk, and go spin a binny
I'm countin them white folks, but blood on them benjis
I'm movin like Chapo, got choppers wit me
These niggas ain't on shit, dont gotta convince me
Don't think that they heard me
Know that they listenin
Creep wit that fire
Blow thru your chimney
Get you smoked like a hippie
Ride wit that fire thru ya city
It take more than gunshots to kill me
At the top of building
I still cant find the ceiling
While you stuck in yo feelings, and can't find the building
I'm busy rebuildin
Plottin on millions, getting watched by civilians
I can't waste this time while I'm livin
I can't wait wit time that I'm given
I pray I have time fo my children
I'm livin my life, while they dyin to live it
I still get them thoughts and I'm tryna forget it
Watchin the clock, I got time that I'm missin
No love on the block, and im supplyin these niggas
I dont got no heart, to confide in these niggas
They cant tell the difference
Know they can't feel it
Inside out, got God through my system
Inside out, got God through my system
I try to count my blessing, and learn my lessons
Know that I don't gotta die to be a legend
Gotta light this L, and keep inhaling
Know that my mind is a prize as a weapon
Know that if you heavy on the grind, ain't a limit
Say the sky is the limit, so I'm fetchin for a ticket
Time still tickin
Ery second, ery minute
Ery second, ery minute
Time keep tickin
Time keep tickin, ery second ery minute
Gotta light this L, and keep inhaling
Ery second, ery minute
Time still tickin
I got time still tickin
Time still tickin
Bitch I got time still tickin
Had to write from my veins, I bled it
Had to drift to the lane I'm headed
Had a gift, wasn't no second guessin
My heart an ice box you can't get in
I was livin wild, with no place to live in
Shit was fucked up from the beginnin
You ain't been thru, none the shit that I been in
Go slide wit yo kinfolk, and go spin a binny
I'm countin them white folks, but blood on them benjis
I'm movin like Chapo, got choppers wit me
These niggas ain't on shit, dont gotta convince me
Don't think that they heard me
Know that they listenin
Creep wit that fire
Blow thru your chimney
Get you smoked like a hippie
Ride wit that fire thru ya city
It take more than gunshots to kill me
At the top of building
I still cant find the ceiling
While you stuck in yo feelings, and can't find the building
I'm busy rebuildin
Plottin on millions, getting watched by civilians
I can't waste this time while I'm livin
I can't wait wit time that I'm given
I pray I have time fo my children
I'm livin my life, while they dyin to live it
I still get them thoughts and I'm tryna forget it
Watchin the clock, I got time that I'm missin
No love on the block, and im supplyin these niggas
I dont got no heart, to confide in these niggas
They cant tell the difference
Know they can't feel it
Inside out, got God through my system
Inside out, got God through my system
I try to count my blessing, and learn my lessons
Know that I don't gotta die to be a legend
Gotta light this L, and keep inhaling
Know that my mind is a prize as a weapon
Know that if you heavy on the grind, ain't a limit
Say the sky is the limit, so I'm fetchin for a ticket
Time still tickin
Ery second, ery minute
Ery second, ery minute
Time keep tickin
Time keep tickin, ery second ery minute
Gotta light this L, and keep inhaling
Ery second, ery minute
Time still tickin
I got time still tickin
Time still tickin
Bitch I got time still tickin
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Writer(s): Demetrius Ngosso
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