letra de from time (remix) - g!useppe
(g!useppe verse 1)
they always had a niggas back
always had that fkn pack
always had tha fkn wheels
always sharin fuckin racks
now im recordin in tha stu
tell me whatchu wan do
if my niggas got a problem
for my niggas i’ma shoot
i’ll ride for my muhfuckin niggas
can’t forget my girl she my wife nd my strippa
count them bands up till i get 9 figures
count them bands up till i get 9 figures
my nigg-ssss
how ya muhfuckin feel
knowin dat ya fam got clapped by tha steel
knowin dat all ya niggas is dyin in tha field
nd it’s hard to believe that i’m still survivin where i live
close quarters i hate change
heart cold but i still spit great flames
dont be talkin out ya neck boy i break chains
nd if you ain’t runnin them pockets boy i break banks
sittin lookin at the clock like i ain’t change
still lyin to myself like i ain’t strange
so smart like a nigga got 8 brains
take pain nd i put on my body
i ain’t even a rapper do this as hobby
i keep the money you take the bill like you cosby
they tryna stop me
but this is my story
tryna find myself like they tryna find dory
(g!useppe hook 1)
why you ain’t talkin
cause there’s a lot on my mind right now
i said why you ain’t talkin
because i’m high nd on cloud nine right now
(g!useppe verse 2)
i can still taste tha blunt on her lips
yeaa we argue nd we fight but there ain’t nun like this (neva)
there be times where at war juss like the blood nd the crips
but she always gon be wit me thru tha mud nd the shit
nd sometimes i’ma -sshole
i’ll admit
but i been thru lotta shit
man this shit so troublin
in my mind theres nuthin
you run up on me im bussin
like mc hammer can’t touch me
i swear to god ima blessin
nd even tho i been stressin
i’m still tryna live life man
do this shit on my own man fuck a right hand
still poppin pills got the bottle on the nightstand
i been high for a grip don’t know when i might land
fake friends,they ain’t there fo’ ya
if they ain’t there fo’ ya, then they don’t care fo’ ya
i’m the only nigga i’ll ever need
not to mention my otha niggas, pussy, money, n weed
(g!useppe hook 2)
why you ain’t talkin
cause there’s a lot on my mind right now
i said why you ain’t talkin
because i’m high nd on cloud nine right now
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