rite. on. time. (feat. Jamie Williams)

Perspective on my family drama
Have me distracted from commas
Taking away from the promise
Even was fighting wit mama
I ain't have no fuckin reason
Really wasn't my season
Even had to focus when it came to breathing
Can't even calm my own mind
When it really matter
All this chatter on my grind
Shit not adding up in time
I just hit the double-time
Watching all the struggle times
Losing niggas as a fine
Draft season, first inline
Nicest with rhymes
I ain't had to keep on saying that
But
When you ain't got nothing left
It's just the words between the breaths
It's just her breast that got me here
I just be throwing up hopes n prayers
Music I hear don't be motivating
Every time you play
I skip the playlist
Honestly, I'm not sure how you made it

Me and my homie
We fumbled the bag
Fighting over words
Type of shit is that?
Getting back to music
Glad we back on track
I just know I need to execute it better
I just know I'm trying to get to sunny weather
Like it when she wear the white toes
Love it when that shit match the leather
Benz on Benz I been rapping bout it
Bout to cop the biggest one up out it



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