PART TIME Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Been through a lot of real shit, I seen a lot of dead men
Ain't no hero in these streets, I got a lot of dead friends
Where I'm from, we lose a friend we go and pray and sin again
When it's said and done for, we took them losses to the chin
So we got active, pistols get to clappin'
Ain't no love inside the streets, the love'll get yo ass capped in
Ain't no rule inside the gang, just influence, we all captains
Part time rapper, told the guys "I'll make it off of trapping"
Sit back, glocked up, watch bronem do they magic
So high, so geeked, woke up to pistols clapping
Niggas blew me out my high, so I'm like "what the fuck just happen?"
Turns out, hit the switch and blew them automatics
They threw they Glizzy up
I throw my switcy up
He hard but standing next to us, he ain't even lit as us
Murder music, I turn up the speakers, burn the city up
I spend that on my bitch lor Nigga put that kitty up
Riding' round, drop top
Trynna blow some
Police stop the hot box, I act like ion know nun
I never miss a jail call, never stop for no one
You in my way it's loud booms and explosions
Do this shit for you, better yet do it two
Miss my nigga so bad, I spin out the coup
Running from the law, we push the gas, we needing fuel
Steady breaking shit, that's just what we do
Aye, I just spot a opp, he in a thousand dollar tee
I hop out and I walk down, I got a thousand dollar glee
Where the fuck my money at? You got a thousand dollar fee
Heaven gates with his ancestors, that's just where he be
So we got active, pistols get to clappin'
Ain't no love inside the streets, the love'll get yo ass capped in
Ain't no rule inside the gang, just influence, we all captains
Part time rapper, told the guys "I'll make it off of trapping"
Sit back, glocked up, watch bronem do they magic
So high, so geeked, woke up to pistols clapping
Niggas blew me out my high, so I'm like "what the fuck just happen?"
Turns out, hit the switch and blew them automatics