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letra de my time - trevis t.

intro
na, nahh… na nahh..
b-tton down , b-ttoned up
na nahh.. na nahh

chorus
b-tton down, b-ttoned up i be traveling through time
atlas in mi hand, money visions in mi mind
backpack check/canteen full
walking tru di desert, how di h-ll mi keep cool

b-tton down, b-ttoned up i be traveling through time
atlas in mi hand, money visions in mi mind
backpack check/canteen full
walking tru di desert, how di h-ll mi keep cool
my time!!

verse 1
through the desert of my life i was praying for rain
hold my head, what i do getting use to the pain
ain’t no words that i can say so you can see in my brain
well i dont know ,maybe so, i got you feeling it mane
have you ever been so hungry that yo heart start to hurt?
and yo patna and yo folk live up under the dirt ( rest in peace folk)
don’t get me wrong my parents strived for suburban life
but the affliction of eviction got me urban right
money short, 6 deep, got me working right
bread split 6 ways so we hurting right
it was dark for a minute ,but im seeing the light
keep that pep in my step ima be aight
most the times i went through ,cuz i wanted some mo
didn’t drop out of school, didn’t sell no blow
didn’t stop when they hated i was ready to go
its a million ways to hustle this the one that i know (primo!)

chorus
b-tton down, b-ttoned up i be traveling through time
atlas in mi hand, money visions in mi mind
backpack check/canteen full
walking tru di desert, how di h-ll mi keep cool

b-tton down, b-ttoned up i be traveling through time
atlas in mi hand, money visions in mi mind
backpack check/canteen full
walking tru di desert, how di h-ll mi keep cool
my time!!

verse 2
feel like the world on my shoulders so i gotta hold it up
hold it down, what i do ain’t no time for giving up
so im travelin’ through time, tryin’ to get back what i lost
money, friends, family, why i had to pay the cost?
its a desert on the way, full of fair weather fans
ha-ters, and trai-tors, and -fa-kers man
wind blowing hard while im treading through the sand
tempted by the devil, let him know i wasn’t playin’
trev what you sayin’? how you standin’ through the storm
thinking how i think so my thinking not the norm
construct my melodies and den recite em like a poem
run my strategies, stich em in like im sewing
owing myself alot, i told you i am that hot
who is dat, say im not? (who is dat)
who is dat on da block? (who dat)
they had the hard work, all i had was me(who?)
mix down, pressed up on a cd! (primo! trev!)

chorus
b-tton down, b-ttoned up i be traveling through time
atlas in mi hand, money visions in mi mind
backpack check/canteen full
walking tru di desert, how di h-ll mi keep cool

b-tton down, b-ttoned up i be traveling through time
atlas in mi hand, money visions in mi mind
backpack check/canteen full
walking tru di desert, how di h-ll mi keep cool
my time!!

outro
yeah trevis t
na, nahh… na nahh..
respect!
know what im talkin bout man
a thousand feet tall man (na, nahh… na nahh..)
through any desert of life you going through man
we still grindin
my time!!!
na, nahh… na nahh..
yeah
primo
na, nahh… na nahh..
my time!

- trevis t

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