Joey Fatts - In A Minute

Took a lot of losses still so much to gain
When You alone in your cell my nigga who you blame?
Like who gone take responsibility for all this pain?
Niggas slid and took my nigga i'm tryna do the same
Baby is you gone stay down for me when it rain?
Like is you still gone be my dog if it don't go our way?
So many people say they love me but they went astray
Rest in peace my nigga Rocc you know i miss you gang
Nightmares on top of ending back up at the bottom
Still caught up in my ego pressin' niggas who want problems
Two fingers and a thumb naughty crippin' thats the motto
Niggas knowing where i'm from 7th street yeah right on olive
In a super sports car engine by the backseat
They ain't one of ours so its fuck em' if you ask me
Really 4PF blue strips up in these khakis
She just wanna post me on her finsta say she had me
I just want pussy money weed
Like the way i'm dressin' so she swallow poppy seeds
Full court pressin' on these dudes for no reason
Chromeheart denim cost a nigga whole pendant
Call me Big Shady and its Cutthroat business
Say the only time she like a dog when i'm in it
Baby girl once that money call then i'm finished
Busy paper chasin' I ain't called in a minute
Still playin' ball hit your block run a scrimmage
Man i pray to God we all ball to we finished
Busy paper chasin' I ain't called in a minute
Went and got a bag then i put my niggas on
Busy doing me give a fuck what niggas on
In the city i'm a chief boy i feel like Priest Holmes
Table with the bosses we ain't got a seat for em'
They say if you can't do it twice you can say its luck
I done got this bag so many times and fucked it up
Wanna go faster she want SVR truck Me, Curt, And Scotty ain't too many more of us
But less is more
If you ain't eating with your niggas what ya'll hanging for?
Step in my house Bellini couches sittin' on my floor
Doing fly shit with a bitch that i adore
Say the only time she like a dog when i'm in it
Baby girl once that money call then i'm finished
Busy paper chasin' I ain't called in a minute
Still playin' ball hit your block run a scrimmage
Man i pray to God we all ball to we finished
Busy paper chasin' I ain't called in a minute


Written by:
Joey Vercher

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