Time Ago
Go!
Love all that wasted time ago
But time to let you know
Know that I tried my best before
But better on my own
Cold I was stuck some time ago
But now I'm on the roll
Froze I wish time it stopped with yours
But now I gotta go
Talking talking
Hit them with a hush
Stop talking, talking
Skrt' in this bitch
Just like I'm Ricky Bobby
Balling on and off
Just like I'm Dennis Roddy
Cooking in the lab
Just like a chemist probably
You could start this shit
But imma finish sorry
All these bitches
Fried like calamari
I just heard they shit
Why they drop it
Flopping
Stop it
Drop it
Blast this when you
On the road
Hope you feel me
Through this song
Know one day
They'll put me on
We goin' do this
Till' we gone
Well we killed nineteen of them
Today right in this area
And those last three we caught
Tryna claw their way into
And abandoned ship
They must've thought
Somebody was in there
The police are searching for
James Torrence
Believed to be the lover of Mrs. Williams
And her partner in the horrible murder
Of Walter Williams
I kill a president
And one second after five
There's a new president
I got a ten
And I met her in Rome
Why are these people
All calling my phone?
I put the tint on my whip
You see chrome
Praying to God
Lift me out of the zone
Living in Europe don't know
Where is home
I'm making hits
Will you come to the show
Talking with facts
Now I'm changing my tone
EMI Records
I'm bad to the bone
Blast this when you
On the road
Hope you feel me
Through this song
Know one day
They'll put me on
We goin' do this
Till' we gone
He claims the mayor
And the sheriff
Have shown themselves
To be a couple
Of eight year olds
Playing with fire
And so into this
Little tortured mind
Came the idea
That, that gun had been
Produced for use
That would make me
Feel pretty funny
Oh now
Why shouldn't I
Make Hildy my uh whatever
Well I feel
I should take care of her
Love all that wasted time ago
But time to let you know
Know that I tried my best before
But better on my own
Cold I was stuck some time ago
But now I'm on the roll
Froze I wish time it stopped with yours
But now I gotta go
Talking talking
Hit them with a hush
Stop talking, talking
Skrt' in this bitch
Just like I'm Ricky Bobby
Balling on and off
Just like I'm Dennis Roddy
Cooking in the lab
Just like a chemist probably
You could start this shit
But imma finish sorry
All these bitches
Fried like calamari
I just heard they shit
Why they drop it
Flopping
Stop it
Drop it
Blast this when you
On the road
Hope you feel me
Through this song
Know one day
They'll put me on
We goin' do this
Till' we gone
Well we killed nineteen of them
Today right in this area
And those last three we caught
Tryna claw their way into
And abandoned ship
They must've thought
Somebody was in there
The police are searching for
James Torrence
Believed to be the lover of Mrs. Williams
And her partner in the horrible murder
Of Walter Williams
I kill a president
And one second after five
There's a new president
I got a ten
And I met her in Rome
Why are these people
All calling my phone?
I put the tint on my whip
You see chrome
Praying to God
Lift me out of the zone
Living in Europe don't know
Where is home
I'm making hits
Will you come to the show
Talking with facts
Now I'm changing my tone
EMI Records
I'm bad to the bone
Blast this when you
On the road
Hope you feel me
Through this song
Know one day
They'll put me on
We goin' do this
Till' we gone
He claims the mayor
And the sheriff
Have shown themselves
To be a couple
Of eight year olds
Playing with fire
And so into this
Little tortured mind
Came the idea
That, that gun had been
Produced for use
That would make me
Feel pretty funny
Oh now
Why shouldn't I
Make Hildy my uh whatever
Well I feel
I should take care of her
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Writer(s): Jake Dequattro
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