Lazz - Find Some Time
Fly NiggaOkay, look in the sky you'll see me
Recorded you pouring your heart out, saying how much you need me
Got that shit on repeat
If rap don't work, we trapping bags. Mother fuck them CD's
Cause i know niggas selling hard, trying to make life easy
I need you to keep me on your mind sometimes
Just pray for me i live the wildest life
Let's get lost, just to find some time
Thinking with my heart and making actions with my mind
Say they wish me well, they probably waiting on my demise
Know you'll do me wrong, im just Waiting, letting time tell
We all gone die alone, so i'm good with me and myself
Niggas always hated, guess it make sense
I was never basic, that was my gift
Been too motivated for all my peers
Being this dedicated, it's hard to keep friends
That boy been working hard for all of these years
That boy been praying hard for all of these years
He mixed his love with his pain, let you hear it
He good for nothing but his gift
Okay, look in the sky you'll see me
Recorded you pouring your heart out, saying how much you need me
Got that shit on repeat
If rap don't work, we trapping bags. Mother fuck them CD's
Cause i know niggas selling hard, trying to make life easy
I need you to keep me on your mind sometimes
Just pray for me i live the wildest life
Let's get lost, just to find some time
Remember we was trapping where we hang out
If we ever catch him, we gone bang out
Moving smart and different, i ain't with the same crowd
Gotta watch your homie, niggas snaked out
Feeling lonely, I'm'a pull this drink out
Im'a block this pain out
Not too good with threats, I'll pull this flame out
We at his door like UBER EATS, that's takeout
Tryna take his face out
If it's up, your best bet is to stay down
I got tunnel vision, can only see straight
Not about the digits, then fuck what they say
I been wreck-less living, instead of just blaming me, bae you should pray for me
Okay, look in the sky you'll see me
Recorded you pouring your heart out, saying how much you need me
Got that shit on repeat
If rap don't work, we trapping bags. Mother fuck them CD's
Cause i know niggas selling hard, trying to make life easy
I need you to keep me on your mind sometimes
Just pray for me i live the wildest life
Let's get lost, just to find some time
Written by:
lazz Quinn
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