Hours & Hours

Hours and hours, this shit like practice to the kid
Took the pick and I turned it into six
Elevated my game, moved on to bigger shit
And ain't no tellin' what you tellin' on the other side of the stick (uh)
Florida boy, homemade gold teeth and candlewicks
Kodak got me on the mood for some camera shit
Got me thinking, could I be the next embodiment?
On some solid shit, hoppin' out a lot of whips
Sinkin' ship, strategic like a battleship
We ain't eye to eye
And with these shades on, you know I see a lot of shit
I go by Cartier, mean to tell me you ain't seein' this?
Nah, they ain't seein' shit
All that grindin' all the pain that came with this
They even put me on the mental list
Same fit for bout a week, I done did that bummy' shit
Fast forward, now I got more paper than a mummy fit
Cartier

That's for real though, they ain't really got no foresight, like
You gon' need some Cartier's to see it through my eyes, that's an expensive pain
I have some people suckin' they teeth, like (ain't no cap)
Y'all ain't never gon' see it like I see it (yeah)

I can't click with no broken links
Tryna sort through what I want and need so hard for me (huh)
I'm just bein' what I wanna be
Even if the demons in the mirror, they keep on hauntin' me (yeah)
But that's my life curse
Always put myself last, because I put them first
I get stabbed in the back, but that's my own hurt
And I reflected on myself because I'm never too sure
Why everybody got these bad intentions?
It ain't what it seems to be, you gotta manifest it
Throwin' salt up in the wound, you need some antiseptic
Makin' sure my people eat, so they never anorexic
I ain't tryna come off too aggressive
If I put you onto game, then I'ma need my credit
They gon' put me in the mix when they gon' need attention
Talkin' sideways gets you rocked like a tooth infection
I'm just trynaget my mind right
All these people throwin' shade ain't blockin' my limelight (uh)
I can't call them people my bro
Cause they never been around when I needed them them most, like (huh)
Damn, I done let you sleep on my couch
And I done gave you a roof, when you done needed a house
It ain't never what I do, cause that's not what I'm bout
When they don't need you again, that's when things move South
It's crazy what they gonna say to get to you
Talkin' bout, what I did to you and didn't do
But, it's never what I did for you
Only time you fucked with me? When I benefitted you
I never heard you takin' a risk
If you gon' move like a thot
Then I'ma treat you like a bitch
I never heard you takin' a risk
If you gon' move like a thot
Then I'ma treat you like a bitch



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Writer(s): Anthony Mcclary
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