If I could make time, I wouldn't make nothing else I feel like with time, anything would probably make itself Evolution or incentive, I'm just trying to grow to the point that my interests Are taken care of by my interest Then I take into account that I'm preparing an account to take care of me in the distance Know a lot of homies that ain't got no plans Know a lot of ladies that ain't got no mans They'll settle for each other like they got no chance I ain't saying that you need a dude, nah, no ma'am Use ma'am, understand you is not no grand 'Scuse me for being rude, know it sounds so crass But political correctness ain't my program I'm P.G., I was raised 'round a high-low class Young, got me feeling like a dinosaur I'm coming from an era where we knew each other's business But like diamonds in the ore we just mined it more They say that real becoming harder to find Good news, mean a lot of you is probably dying Or moving out the city cause of all the property buying Let alone cover rent for the crib each month So you can move to L.A. Where you can still cheap stunt Can I get a witness? Black entrepreneur here, can I get some business? Taking out a loan, not asking for-givness Just take away the stone, hard place wasn't lifting Cause it landed on me, I ain't land on it Grandma never cussed like daggone it Frustrated free, I'm picking locks Cause time still sitting in a box
I ain't got no plans, trying to keep it that way I'm just trying to do what I want to do Every hour, minute, second of the day I never make reservations, I don't hold none neither What I bring to the table is the truth So I know I'm always right this way I ain't got no plans, trying to keep it that way I'm just trying to do what I want to do Every hour, minute, second of the day I never make reservations, I don't hold none neither What I bring to the table is the truth So I know I'm always right this way
And I've been up late, thinking I should move upstate Get a farm in the middle of a town called Nowhere sounding like enough space But I like culture so near it grabs me Agriculture I'd do it gladly I think the answer is a loft in the middle of the city and the roof where the plants be Let's grow, hustle real hard knowing nothing come easy Party on the boulevard well let's go I'ma take a rain check knowing any minute that The warm front ending and we all get snow I ain't make the laws but I am trying to break them And not get caught by the criminals that make them Funny that the boss gets a pardon and the Sargent get absolved when the evidence blatant A'salaam alaikum I'm just trying to get a peace From the patience of a saint in the belly of the beast And the lowest in the rank think the hardest in the tank But we seldom get the credit so we never get the lease Sleeping on the streets be the same ones paving Walking on slaughter and the water ain't free Floating with the attitude of y'all ain't me And I had it just as bad as you and now I made it Well that's great then, though Your triumph ain't erasing what I'm facing, so Get up out my face with the conversations bout how you can relate then no I'm the trenches, I'm riding on the train Local shop owners here, I probably know their names Surviving on the streets doing something like me What you doing, man, nothing this week
I ain't got no plans, trying to keep it that way I'm just trying to do what I want to do Every hour, minute, second of the day I never make reservations, I don't hold none neither What I bring to the table is the truth So I know I'm always right this way I ain't got no plans, trying to keep it that way I'm just trying to do what I want to do Every hour, minute, second of the day I never make reservations, I don't hold none neither What I bring to the table is the truth So I know I'm always right this way
I don't make easy to follow Cause when I'm easy they come come round and they come see me to borrow They don't give props up, they pot holes So around them how I go Had that happen a few times for me to view signs Now quickly I know Now quickly I know Yeah this King Odd Writer of the rhythm with the pristine bars Keep it hard for me to ever see a loss I'm only getting better while the rest peel off This solid, not plated Barter at the market that you'll never get away with Your loss I'm the favorite of your favorite Ask him, wait for the reaction, and He'll coughTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
