All My Minutes ft. Charles Rojas Lyrics

All my minutes in an ashtray

Yeah, I think about it that way, that's why

Every second has to sound great

I'm losing minutes at a fast rate

Yeah, I'm only on the microphone when I can relate

My track list has started looking like a diary page

I found peace in the path of the forthright

I look back and I'm glad I had the foresight

Not to put bills on the backs of my trills and my tracks

'Cause the thrill doesn't grab me every day

But every time I do, I'ma find the best rapper in the room

Make 'em dance around the rhymes on my page

I hit the stage with a goal, I know that I got it good

Turning Hamilton into my personal Hollywood

Gotta put a pin up in the habit of clout

Had to cue up an epiphany to figure it out, yeah

All my minutes in an ashtray

Yeah, I think about it that way, that's why

All my minutes in an ashtray

Yeah, I think about it that way, that's why

Every second has to sound great

I'm losing minutes at a fast rate

I'm staring at the hourglass, the minute sliding down its curves

Makes me think about how with you all the hours pass

Think about what you deserve

I don't want my mind to be somewhere else, don't wanna be all by myself

I just wanna be present, yeah

I just wanna be present

Cause these seconds, minutes, hours ain't loyal

All they do is slip away

And I'm sick of spending them in turmoil

I just wanna be okay

With the time I have left, not enough, yet I'll enjoy the view, now

Roll up all the hours, light em up and then just lose count

All my minutes in an ashtray

Yeah, I think about it that way, that's why

Every second has to sound great

I'm losing minutes at a fast rate

All my minutes in an ashtray

Yeah, I think about it that way, that's why

Every second has to sound great

I'm losing minutes at a fast rate