Lyrics

Time is ticking gotta get it quick You can't hang if you ain't taking risk Shit was hard but I ain't throw a fit In the trenches that's just how it get Gotta stay aware Might have to let it rip No i can't get left up on that strip We still trapping tryna make it flip I can't stop until my niggas rich On god Like I'm on go i can't hesitate We some heavies Them lil niggas featherweight Shit been hot in the pz Had to separate Just gotta get to the dough I need extra cake Shit was real I was bagging the extra shake Kept it rolling and got to the bread I had only one thing in my head If he touch the blues Ima make him see red Still grinding gotta make it happen Till the end I gotta see it through They ain't believe That I would make it rapping But now trust and believe me They do Said I ain't solid That lil nigga capping Demons show love When I get in the room Move how i move Don't regret what I do Knew I would ball When they ain't have a clue Time is ticking gotta get it quick You can't hang if you ain't taking risk Shit was hard but I ain't throw a fit In the trenches that's just how it get Gotta stay aware Might have to let it rip No i can't get left up on that strip We still trapping tryna make it flip I can't stop until my niggas rich On god Like I'm on go i can't hesitate We some heavies Them lil niggas featherweight Shit been hot in the pz Had to separate Just gotta get to the dough I need extra cake Shit was real I was bagging the extra shake Kept it rolling and got to the bread I had only one thing in my head If he touch the blues Ima make him see red It ain't no bone in my body disloyal Ain't never change on my guys In the struggle We was hard headed But ready for anything Before it was knocks we beat oops With our knuckles And I heard niggas Said what they gon do to me But I'm outside everyday So I chuckle And they keep talking bout All of these bands that they get But on bro I done blew through a couple Time is ticking gotta get it quick You can't hang if you ain't taking risk Shit was hard but I ain't throw a fit In the trenches that's just how it get Gotta stay aware Might have to let it rip No i can't get left up on that strip We still trapping tryna make it flip I can't stop until my niggas rich On god Like I'm on go i can't hesitate We some heavies Them lil niggas featherweight Shit been hot in the pz Had to separate Just gotta get to the dough I need extra cake Shit was real I was bagging the extra shake Kept it rolling and got to the bread I had only one thing in my head If he touch the blues Ima make him see red
Writer(s): Dontae Mccoy-williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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