Crunch Time
No cap, I put my city on my back
I put my niggas on my back (yeah)
It's crunch time, and all my homies got my back
Fam close to keep this shit on track (uh)
It's crunch time, and all my niggas got my back
The whole city on my back (huh?)
It's crunch time, I put my homies on my back
We're 'bout to make it and that's facts
Goin' late into the game is when the pressure might get you
Time's runnin' out, and it's about to be an issue
Realize slow, ain't nobody gon' lift you
Heavy is the crown, but it might not fit you
Everything is blurry when the spotlight hits you
Time to perform, so a player gotta wake up
Comin' through big in the clutch is a must
And the difference between a contract extension or a pay cut
I'm ready to lace up
My foot on the gas, watch 'em chase us
I'm eagerly playin' my part
And I'm leavin' a mark, so they never erase us
I'm smokin' on something so loud
It looks out of this world, 'cause it's covered in space dust
And it's gonna take more than bein' an underdog
If you want something to shake us
Uh, I'ma take it to the rack, with the city on my back
Down one, this is definitely crunch time
'Cause it's a different type of swag when you're really in your bag
And you're playin' with the hunger of lunch line
Opposition hella mad, gave it everything they had
So sad but I'm laughin' in the sunshine
So many players in the game, we could never be the same
'Cause you never learned to finish like a punchline
No cap, I put my city on my back
I put my niggas on my back (yeah)
It's crunch time, and all my homies got my back
Fam close to keep this shit on track (uh)
It's crunch time, and all my niggas got my back
The whole city on my back (huh?)
It's crunch time, I put my homies on my back
We're 'bout to make it and that's facts
After droppin' this, won't answer, no mo' callers
Team hittin', no one harder
Move the rock like it's Ballers
And we got each other's back, no gettin' caught up
Ain't goin' for chips, we play for the ship
Straight cruisin' on the beat, this the gas for the whip
If she ain't got no ass, it's a pass on the bitch
After this, if you ain't got cash, ain't sendin' you no hits
When the payroll is low and trouble is real
The struggle shape you as a person either mocked or you feared
We all searchin' for what's lurkin' when that buzzer is tickin'
Everyone thinkin' they got what is missin'
But I'm a mothafuckin' boss when the pressure is on
Put on for the cause
Niggas know this ain't for show, put in the work homie really
Those who thought I was crazy, now see the vision clearly
Straight coastin' found the wave
Now we're duckin' all these lames
It's plain to see y'all can't compete
We're way too versatile, complete
Conceit don't apply, we got game
We owners, ain't got no constraints
No splits, we keep what we obtain
What's the point of gain if you ain't put yo' folks on? Uplift 'em?
Just peep what my squad consist of
No cap, I put my city on my back
I put my niggas on my back (yeah)
It's crunch time, and all my homies got my back
Fam close to keep this shit on track (uh)
It's crunch time, and all my niggas got my back
The whole city on my back (huh?)
It's crunch time, I put my homies on my back
We're 'bout to make it and that's facts
I put my niggas on my back (yeah)
It's crunch time, and all my homies got my back
Fam close to keep this shit on track (uh)
It's crunch time, and all my niggas got my back
The whole city on my back (huh?)
It's crunch time, I put my homies on my back
We're 'bout to make it and that's facts
Goin' late into the game is when the pressure might get you
Time's runnin' out, and it's about to be an issue
Realize slow, ain't nobody gon' lift you
Heavy is the crown, but it might not fit you
Everything is blurry when the spotlight hits you
Time to perform, so a player gotta wake up
Comin' through big in the clutch is a must
And the difference between a contract extension or a pay cut
I'm ready to lace up
My foot on the gas, watch 'em chase us
I'm eagerly playin' my part
And I'm leavin' a mark, so they never erase us
I'm smokin' on something so loud
It looks out of this world, 'cause it's covered in space dust
And it's gonna take more than bein' an underdog
If you want something to shake us
Uh, I'ma take it to the rack, with the city on my back
Down one, this is definitely crunch time
'Cause it's a different type of swag when you're really in your bag
And you're playin' with the hunger of lunch line
Opposition hella mad, gave it everything they had
So sad but I'm laughin' in the sunshine
So many players in the game, we could never be the same
'Cause you never learned to finish like a punchline
No cap, I put my city on my back
I put my niggas on my back (yeah)
It's crunch time, and all my homies got my back
Fam close to keep this shit on track (uh)
It's crunch time, and all my niggas got my back
The whole city on my back (huh?)
It's crunch time, I put my homies on my back
We're 'bout to make it and that's facts
After droppin' this, won't answer, no mo' callers
Team hittin', no one harder
Move the rock like it's Ballers
And we got each other's back, no gettin' caught up
Ain't goin' for chips, we play for the ship
Straight cruisin' on the beat, this the gas for the whip
If she ain't got no ass, it's a pass on the bitch
After this, if you ain't got cash, ain't sendin' you no hits
When the payroll is low and trouble is real
The struggle shape you as a person either mocked or you feared
We all searchin' for what's lurkin' when that buzzer is tickin'
Everyone thinkin' they got what is missin'
But I'm a mothafuckin' boss when the pressure is on
Put on for the cause
Niggas know this ain't for show, put in the work homie really
Those who thought I was crazy, now see the vision clearly
Straight coastin' found the wave
Now we're duckin' all these lames
It's plain to see y'all can't compete
We're way too versatile, complete
Conceit don't apply, we got game
We owners, ain't got no constraints
No splits, we keep what we obtain
What's the point of gain if you ain't put yo' folks on? Uplift 'em?
Just peep what my squad consist of
No cap, I put my city on my back
I put my niggas on my back (yeah)
It's crunch time, and all my homies got my back
Fam close to keep this shit on track (uh)
It's crunch time, and all my niggas got my back
The whole city on my back (huh?)
It's crunch time, I put my homies on my back
We're 'bout to make it and that's facts
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