The Line
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo
Hunt
Putting it all on the line
I know I don't got the time
Know to myself I am lying
Not sure if things will be fine
I pray to God all the time
Probably ain't hear through the crying
I know I don't got the time
So I put it all on the line
(Yeah, yeah)
Nothing to lose
God, I'm way too confused
Why give me a talent that I couldn't use
To buy a nice home with a roof
Table of food
Couple of bands from the views
Just sayin' man that would be cool
Doing what I wanna do
With my little honey, no Winnie the Pooh
(Sheesh)
Do, I got to start robbing like Christopher too?
Just to get by on my own?
Do I got to learn to tie a noose
Just to have knots of my own?
Damn, I knew
This life would be tough
Try to stand out when surrounded by fluff
I used to be bluff, I mean
I'll still scrap like junk
But this white trash needs some bags and hug
Putting it all on the line
I know I don't got the time
Know to myself I am lying
Not sure if things will be fine
I pray to God all the time
Probably ain't hear through the crying
I know I don't got the time
So I put it all on the line
(Yeah, yeah)
I put it all on the line
They call on my line
They tryna fuck with me me like all of the time
My harmonies mine, my marketing mine
My margins are mine, they marginalizing the market
I'm stocking up Glocks in my stocking
And busting on anyone who tryna come and go top it
A topic, that's trending, my name in the optics
Of labels and bosses, I'm paging to God, and he told me he changing the pages
A new chapter coming where fame in the matrix
I'm bracing for greatness
While making a statement and stating that I am the motherfucking greatest
I'm praying and praying
To get me some pay and some fame to help
People who ain't getting praised and I'm lacing my kicks
Bout to run at a pace where they ain't catching up
when I pass them and make it, I'm saying
Putting it all on the line
I know I don't got the time
Know to myself I am lying
Not sure if things will be fine
I pray to God all the time
Probably ain't hear through the crying
I know I don't got the time
So I put it all on the line
(Yeah, yeah)
Putting it all on the line
I know I don't got the time
Know to myself I am lying
Not sure if things will be fine
I pray to God all the time
Probably ain't hear through the crying
I know I don't got the time
So I put it all on the line
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo
Hunt
Putting it all on the line
I know I don't got the time
Know to myself I am lying
Not sure if things will be fine
I pray to God all the time
Probably ain't hear through the crying
I know I don't got the time
So I put it all on the line
(Yeah, yeah)
Nothing to lose
God, I'm way too confused
Why give me a talent that I couldn't use
To buy a nice home with a roof
Table of food
Couple of bands from the views
Just sayin' man that would be cool
Doing what I wanna do
With my little honey, no Winnie the Pooh
(Sheesh)
Do, I got to start robbing like Christopher too?
Just to get by on my own?
Do I got to learn to tie a noose
Just to have knots of my own?
Damn, I knew
This life would be tough
Try to stand out when surrounded by fluff
I used to be bluff, I mean
I'll still scrap like junk
But this white trash needs some bags and hug
Putting it all on the line
I know I don't got the time
Know to myself I am lying
Not sure if things will be fine
I pray to God all the time
Probably ain't hear through the crying
I know I don't got the time
So I put it all on the line
(Yeah, yeah)
I put it all on the line
They call on my line
They tryna fuck with me me like all of the time
My harmonies mine, my marketing mine
My margins are mine, they marginalizing the market
I'm stocking up Glocks in my stocking
And busting on anyone who tryna come and go top it
A topic, that's trending, my name in the optics
Of labels and bosses, I'm paging to God, and he told me he changing the pages
A new chapter coming where fame in the matrix
I'm bracing for greatness
While making a statement and stating that I am the motherfucking greatest
I'm praying and praying
To get me some pay and some fame to help
People who ain't getting praised and I'm lacing my kicks
Bout to run at a pace where they ain't catching up
when I pass them and make it, I'm saying
Putting it all on the line
I know I don't got the time
Know to myself I am lying
Not sure if things will be fine
I pray to God all the time
Probably ain't hear through the crying
I know I don't got the time
So I put it all on the line
(Yeah, yeah)
Putting it all on the line
I know I don't got the time
Know to myself I am lying
Not sure if things will be fine
I pray to God all the time
Probably ain't hear through the crying
I know I don't got the time
So I put it all on the line
(Yeah, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Selby, Matthew Stotz
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