Passing Time (feat. cousiinn)
Smokin' weed and passing time
I got too much on my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So I'm
Smokin' weed and passing time
I got too much on my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So I'm
Been a while since I read the Bible
But I know I'm protected everywhere that I go
I try to pray before I go to sleep
I pray that my soul You keep
Take a hold of me
And if I die before I wake?
I pray that my soul You take
Thug prayer
I believe in God
But it's hard for me to love my neighbour
Coz most of these niggas got weird intentions
And most of these girls disappear in seconds
If you ain't got cash
Everybody's tryna make a name
Tryna find a quick claim to fame
Fuck creativity, they'd rather entertain
Guess I can't complain
Let's play the game, fuck it
With passion, that's how I'm gon play it
Not safe
I'd rather be crazy, not fake
Passing time
On my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So i'm
Smokin' weed and passing time
I got too much on my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So I'm
Smokin' my ciggy, I'm stressing
Dropped outta college, got dreams I'm chasing
Now it's arm-leg-leg-arm-head and one man
Standing on my own 2 feet
Itchy palms, both hands
I'm just tryna get paid
Stack Madibas, move out momma crib
Flip a brick and build my mom a crib
It ain't easy tryna make it big
Me and my niggas think notorious
"'mus'zenz'ucleva, mfanakithi", streets taught me
I can't mix with your type, I'm too hungry for this money, man
I can't mix with all the hype
Fuck you talkin: bout "you know the vibez"?
Nah nigga, I don't know the vibes
Only thing I know is sacrifices
Only thing I know is praise my God
Only thing I know is all I know
I know it's only entertainment but it's not fasho
It's all for show
That's all I-
Smokin' weed and passing time
I got too much on my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So I'm
Smokin' weed and passing time
I got too much on my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So I'm
(I got too much on my mind)
I got too much on my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So I'm
Smokin' weed and passing time
I got too much on my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So I'm
Been a while since I read the Bible
But I know I'm protected everywhere that I go
I try to pray before I go to sleep
I pray that my soul You keep
Take a hold of me
And if I die before I wake?
I pray that my soul You take
Thug prayer
I believe in God
But it's hard for me to love my neighbour
Coz most of these niggas got weird intentions
And most of these girls disappear in seconds
If you ain't got cash
Everybody's tryna make a name
Tryna find a quick claim to fame
Fuck creativity, they'd rather entertain
Guess I can't complain
Let's play the game, fuck it
With passion, that's how I'm gon play it
Not safe
I'd rather be crazy, not fake
Passing time
On my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So i'm
Smokin' weed and passing time
I got too much on my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So I'm
Smokin' my ciggy, I'm stressing
Dropped outta college, got dreams I'm chasing
Now it's arm-leg-leg-arm-head and one man
Standing on my own 2 feet
Itchy palms, both hands
I'm just tryna get paid
Stack Madibas, move out momma crib
Flip a brick and build my mom a crib
It ain't easy tryna make it big
Me and my niggas think notorious
"'mus'zenz'ucleva, mfanakithi", streets taught me
I can't mix with your type, I'm too hungry for this money, man
I can't mix with all the hype
Fuck you talkin: bout "you know the vibez"?
Nah nigga, I don't know the vibes
Only thing I know is sacrifices
Only thing I know is praise my God
Only thing I know is all I know
I know it's only entertainment but it's not fasho
It's all for show
That's all I-
Smokin' weed and passing time
I got too much on my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So I'm
Smokin' weed and passing time
I got too much on my mind
Lord, I know that I don't pray enough
But lemme know if I will make it
I'm getting impatient
So I'm
(I got too much on my mind)
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Writer(s): Pako Majake, Sandile Zwane
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