Final Hour

Ride around blunt in my lip, joint in the hat
Square in my ear smoke never clears
Drinking straight hundred 20 proof everclear
Paranoid it won't take away the fear

Looking in the rear view, staring at me near
Kinda hard tryna coop with the truth hold ya tears
I-94 interstate switching gears
Windy City, window down, wind hit my ears

Having nightmares midsummers nights dreams
Bullets tissue tear high pitched toned screams
Kids getting snatched chasing after Ice cream
Seems really what you think really ain't what it seems

Driving in the bimmer with a cup full of lean
In the back a backpack full of big schemes
Just finished reading some knowledge a book with thick reams
Gave me the light like Sean Paul sing

First you get the money, then you get the power
First you get the money, then you get the power
First you get the money, then you get the power
But keep your eyes on, the final hour

First you get the money, then you get the power
First you get the money, then you get the power
First you get the money, then you get the power
But keep your eyes on, the final hour

Lake Shore Drive cruising minding my mind
Pulled over many times most when it's night time
See I'm from the Chi home of the stop bys
Pull your car over if ya rims sky high

Made the weed illegal when you just wanted get high
Then made it legal so corporations could get by
They gone call us crazy til the truth is revealed right
That a get you popped pulling to a stop sign

Third eye clear like Stevie is blind
Like Ray can't see, like poor can't eat
But it kinda get blurred when I just wanna shine
Money cash clothes 23s on my feet

The devil is lie and he will not defeat
Though the Midwest region the belly of the beast
America most likely to kill another G
Drive a black man crazy into a shooting spree, see

First you get the money, then you get the power
First you get the money, then you get the power
First you get the money, then you get the power
But keep your eyes on, the final hour

First you get the money, then you get the power
First you get the money, then you get the power
First you get the money, then you get the power
But keep your eyes on

Stay smoking ya weed up
Five alarm fires, burning ya trees up
Gotta watch ya habits if ya seeds ain't grown up
Using all ya product with no money for re-up

Addicted to the cash, cribs and the ass
Put it all together now everybody know ya stash
Moving too fast, slow and put cha cake up
Before niggas get together slowly plotting on paper

Better use ya mind just be a little safer
Talking bout ya money how ya drink with no chaser
Pass out wake up tied up from the waist up
Have you fade away like the lining on ya taper

Don't wanna see you fall tryna fly with no cape up
Calling a florist to send burial flowers
Cause you can get the money, you can get the power
But keep your eyes on... the final hour

First you get the money, then you get the power
First you get the money, then you get the power
First you get the money, then you get the power
But keep your eyes on, the final hour

First you get the money
First you get the money
First you get the money, then you get the power
But keep your eyes on



Credits
Writer(s): Jerel Murrell
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