A.Tibbz - Celly

Just a few minutes left on the shot clock
If I don't get it right now, this shit might never pop
I'm focused in, all of a sudden now my celly's hot
Don't need to pretend nigga I know we already hot
We countin tens and them twentys and them fiftys now
Up in the gym dawg we really pushin fifty rounds
I'm cuttin ends with the ones who ain't watch shit go down
Tryna make amends, cause your situation sticky now
Oh you see me rackin up, I can tell they backin up
Now there ain't no trackin us
Had to plant the seeds up in the back, but now shit adding up
Yea I had to believe in myself when no one was clapping up
I will never slow up, real niggas ain't gon fold
Always stay ten toes huh, ain't gotta front it shows
Don't be surprised when me and the gang pull up in that ghost
See the look in my eyes, straight to the top feel it in my soul (Feel it in my soul)
Just a few minutes left on the shot clock
If I don't get it right now, this shit might never pop
I'm focused in, all of a sudden now my celly's hot
Don't need to pretend nigga I know we already hot
We countin tens and them twentys and them fiftys now
Up in the gym dawg we really pushin fifty rounds
I'm cuttin ends with the ones who ain't watch shit go down
Tryna make amends, cause yo situation sticky now
Bet they all gon back me now
Seen the shit come back around, pops said son go make me proud
Never think bout backin out, yea let it rip like Pacquiao
Shawty missed out can't have me now
Pull up feel the racks when they pat me down
Just a few minutes left on the shot clock
If I don't get it right now this shit might never pop
I'm focused in all of a sudden now my celly's hot

Written by:
Anthony Thibodeaux

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