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Game Time Lyrics - Artist : Big K.R.I.T.
Sometimes (sometimes)
What you gonna do when there's bills to pay? And there's kids to raise? And the money that you make just ain't enough? Uh, sun sizzling through my window, I peep the tempo You toke up on that indo, when life comes to crescendo We played it smooth, I got the heart to make it I'm Liam Neeson for my people, mine ain't for the takin' Talkin' kindness, some get blinded by boasts for shinin' The coldest nigga ever still couldn't predict the climate Time's a wrinkle to the heat they ironing, press it down and It was tucked away like a handkerchief in pocket lining Can't define it, raise your signage How we up, but we still declining? Black is gold, but we strive for diamonds Zion's close, I just pray you find it And send word to the left behinded Overwhelmed and undermined it Instead of guns, I got knowledge you should blow your mind with Don't be late for the vibing, check your time and We all got a lane of our own, watch we driving Every pool ain't meant for diving Every groove ain't meant for sliding Don't confuse hustling with surviving Life is far from a game with quick reviving Only mothers crying over kids dying While they trying to make a living In a world of bill collectors, forever billing While the rest want a better life Looking at the ceiling as the fan blow Man, this sheetrock ain't appealing, uh I want a house upon the hill, mama, uh It ain't safe where I live, mama, uh The gunshots give me chills, mama, uh The candy lady moved from here, mama, uh I got a partner that got a shot and he down to make it But if them feds pass the rock I pray he never take it But I know the feeling of wanting to win in life So a wrong becomes a right, then we roll the dice (damn) (The other side of the game) (The other side of the game) |
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