Earl Grey - Time

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One time for ya mind, dope lines bumping out the alpine is so sublime
Telling tales story time when I rhyme, gems at the drop of dime
Can’t stop my shine just like it ain’t no stopping time I’m on my grind nigga
One time for ya mind, dope lines bumping out the alpine is so sublime
Telling tales story time when I rhyme, gems at the drop of dime
Can’t stop my shine just like it ain’t no stopping time I’m on my grind nigga
Yea
I wake up in the morning and I yawn and stretch
I roll my blunt from right to left
Light it up then catch my breath
Take a shower and get fresh
Pick a fit and then get dressed
Now a nigga looking fresh to death
But best believe a nigga smelling fresher
Platinum Chanel up on my dresser
I look inside the mirror I see a real nigga
The type to keep the steel and meditate my peace be still nigga
My Glock ain’t got no bodies but I know killas with tendencies to smoke killas
Blowing on that Gg number 4 with some gorillas
Wallet blue just like I keep some locs in it, plotting on a black Maserati to put my folks in it
I don’t do the snitching cus that hoe business, hoes they won’t get no penance
Unapologetic bitch its no difference
Money long just like a nigga throw pitches, I’m so different
Spittin theraflu through my mask yea that’s a cold killer
On a daily mission for the digits I need more skrilla
You gotta a lot of hoes but I’m a goal getter but even still I can’t satisfy my appetite
I done took so many long flights, so many long nights, scheming, plotting, scratching just to get my songs right
Let get my bong right, I hit the bong like, Yea
One time for ya mind, dope lines bumping out the alpine is so sublime
Telling tales story time when I rhyme, gems at the drop of dime
Can’t stop my shine just like it ain’t no stopping time I’m on my grind nigga
Yea, I'm on my grind nigga
Yea, I'm on my grind nigga
Yea, I'm on my grind nigga
Drink my champagne from the bottle fuck the glass
I got class, but from time to time I like to show my ass
Jotting punchlines and jabs in my notepad
Reciting raps about this life and how it goes fast
You go too fast you probably won’t last
I charge my stones it’s full moon on the forecast
Bring the beef to your front door like it’s door dash
Smoke it up with heater on my floor pad, gripping on my gonads,
I don’t eat no chicken but I still get it, same life I use to dream about right now I’m bout to live it
Check my neck and wrist glisten
Covered in hieroglyphics
Nigga no I ain’t no hotep but bet I make ya ho step
Don’t flash my cash cus that’s a hoe flex
Tryna change the Nixon watch into a Rolex
But honestly I think I’d rather get a check though
All bout a dollar like a nigga Creflo, and that’s a bet ho
One time for ya mind, dope lines bumping out the alpine is so sublime
Telling tales story time when I rhyme, gems at the drop of dime
Can’t stop my shine just like it ain’t no stopping time I’m on my grind nigga
Yea, I'm on my grind nigga
Yea, I'm on my grind nigga
Yea, I'm on my grind nigga
One time for ya mind, I'm on my grind nigga
Yea, one time, one time, yea, one time
One time for ya mind I'm on my grind nigga, grind

Written by:
Emanuel Jordan

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