Timeless
This just practice, I ain't even thinking i'm just snapping
Ain't no way to fake this, ain't no frauding, ain't no capping
Ain't no reason for this shit, I wanna see what happens
So I'ma kick this off the head and let's see they reaction
Now will they love it? When I sing it will they sing back?
Or will they hate it and just act like they ain't seen that?
But I can't even lie sometime a nigga need that
To fuel this fire to get me to where I dreamed at
I been grinding now it's overtime
When it's time to collect and you owe me mine nigga I want every dime
Ain't get my respect but I'm gon get it fore I leave here dog
And then light one up for all my niggas who can't be here dog
One up for D and one up for Moses
One up for Rondell and Norronda y'all were soldiers
I thought that I told ya for the last 10 I been focused
Better wake up and smell the Folgers, if you sleeping on me then you bogus
I'm just trying to make it Timeless, Timeless
Make you wanna go rewind it, it's Timeless
Make you ask where he been hiding?
What he doing? Where he been? Can you go find him?
It's Timeless, yeah, yeah, yeah
Timeless
Make you wanna go rewind it, it's Timeless
Make you ask where he been hiding?
What he doing? Where he been? Can you go find him?
It's Timeless, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't no stopping till I get it popping, run that bag up that's for real, for real
If you stepping acting like you flexing better back up that's for real, for real
Cause all of my niggas are certified, get you clapped up that's for real, for real
We Baltimore niggas, born and raised, where they act up and they kill at will
Every move you see me making now is for me and the posse
When I'm cooking up I throw the bam on it like I'm Emeril Lagasse
Damn who would have thought the Karate Kid would turn to Mr. Miyagi?
I took off fast on you fuck niggas like a new Maserati
Cause I'm bout to spaz, I'm bout to go
I get that cash and I'm out the door
Money, respect, nigga I want em both
Hopping on jets and cruising on boats
Seeing my peers and they call me the GOAT
I done came way up from the old me
From the empty pockets and the old sneaks
And the front tires that had slow leaks
I'm bout to cash out, I'm bout to OD
Yeah, I'm young as fuck but I'm a OG
I'm like Aaron Rodgers on 4th D
Better blitz on me cause I'm going deep
Never ran from the pressure my nigga cause' pressure make diamonds
I'm in this to make me some money and make y'all some music and hope that it's Timeless
Yeah
Creativity occurs in the moment
And in the moment we are Timeless
Ain't no way to fake this, ain't no frauding, ain't no capping
Ain't no reason for this shit, I wanna see what happens
So I'ma kick this off the head and let's see they reaction
Now will they love it? When I sing it will they sing back?
Or will they hate it and just act like they ain't seen that?
But I can't even lie sometime a nigga need that
To fuel this fire to get me to where I dreamed at
I been grinding now it's overtime
When it's time to collect and you owe me mine nigga I want every dime
Ain't get my respect but I'm gon get it fore I leave here dog
And then light one up for all my niggas who can't be here dog
One up for D and one up for Moses
One up for Rondell and Norronda y'all were soldiers
I thought that I told ya for the last 10 I been focused
Better wake up and smell the Folgers, if you sleeping on me then you bogus
I'm just trying to make it Timeless, Timeless
Make you wanna go rewind it, it's Timeless
Make you ask where he been hiding?
What he doing? Where he been? Can you go find him?
It's Timeless, yeah, yeah, yeah
Timeless
Make you wanna go rewind it, it's Timeless
Make you ask where he been hiding?
What he doing? Where he been? Can you go find him?
It's Timeless, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't no stopping till I get it popping, run that bag up that's for real, for real
If you stepping acting like you flexing better back up that's for real, for real
Cause all of my niggas are certified, get you clapped up that's for real, for real
We Baltimore niggas, born and raised, where they act up and they kill at will
Every move you see me making now is for me and the posse
When I'm cooking up I throw the bam on it like I'm Emeril Lagasse
Damn who would have thought the Karate Kid would turn to Mr. Miyagi?
I took off fast on you fuck niggas like a new Maserati
Cause I'm bout to spaz, I'm bout to go
I get that cash and I'm out the door
Money, respect, nigga I want em both
Hopping on jets and cruising on boats
Seeing my peers and they call me the GOAT
I done came way up from the old me
From the empty pockets and the old sneaks
And the front tires that had slow leaks
I'm bout to cash out, I'm bout to OD
Yeah, I'm young as fuck but I'm a OG
I'm like Aaron Rodgers on 4th D
Better blitz on me cause I'm going deep
Never ran from the pressure my nigga cause' pressure make diamonds
I'm in this to make me some money and make y'all some music and hope that it's Timeless
Yeah
Creativity occurs in the moment
And in the moment we are Timeless
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Writer(s): Raymond Gwynn
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