LaRon Bryson - 34 Connect

Work the music till it's dropping
Work the body till exhaustion
I just put time of 12 hours till it's. 7am and they talking
I ain't got time though
Show em this time though
I ain't got time for sobbing
Okay fine i'm locked in
Lotta people haven't caught my
Hobby but i refine till i know it's mine
Game time till i see the g but i ame shit till i'm deadshot
Kd like im water though
Where's the washing i ain't count the soap
Crashing ships while they talking Rocky i ain't talking dissing i be running both
Clean em up till they catch a fade
Money talk i had to play it safe
Go in time got me staying late
12 Time till the tick stick i ain't cover Eye till slick rick
Gotta time bomb and i'm writing Names
Make em disappear call me david blaine
Underwater till i see the jaws and i chop down till i got em all
Hard to say cause im all me never done less don't play with me
Creme brulee i had to eat it up im in paris till the rent is free
Say less don't believe me imma ball way before the way before the g league
Triple double they ain't with me and im all time they wanna be me
Play time i hear soul music and i sing the voice bill withers
All Assist never miss this flows hit quick i ain't simp shit
Sippin sizzurp from the south side reppin texas knowing that i killed this

Written by:
John Alvarez

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