Till The End of Time Lyrics

(Dream where you want)

I found my gift at sixteen

I knew I could blow up spitting flames benzene

I Had dreams of fucking bad bitches in a limousine

Now times changed and a nigga gotta queen

And she got a ring

2k to be exact

I know it's much but ya diamonds be looking cracked

Born poor but I'm dying rich and that's a fact

So real I'll probably put that on a Snapple cap

(That's a Fact)

All my songs they run it back

And my plays is running laps

I chose my music over wifey it hurt her like heart attacks

But damn try to relax

I love you so just sit back

We rich counting these stacks

We stable finally at last

Yeah

Going with the motions

Ideas so big it probably fill the ocean

But nobody never listen fuck them just show them

(Yes that's pretty good, yes I'm still growing)

By the time they realized your worth you got going

Got no time to waste I'm focused on life promotions

In success you still feel wrong it's just emotions

And I'm a workaholic

Hood poet on these songs is sounding so symbolic

Yeah I'll die for this shit it ain't nothing about it

And I'm the best in this bitch tone is vitriolic

Tone is vitriolic

Woah

Like I really do this

I just want people to feel what I'm on

I live breathe and walk music

Matter fact I am music

(I am music)

And I just want the world to know

(Gods blessing)

Hood Poet

(Heaven sent)

Yeah