25th hour - art morera lyrics
look, just know all i ever wanted was to follow my dreams
had plenty of time for me to think about everything
i saw more money and weed in the same room than my friends back home have ever seen
i would stand on black sand beach
the water from the waves would splash at my feet
as i wait for the cash, duffel bag in the back seat
hashish packed in the glass piece, i just wanted to rap
writing to beats on my iphone, let me call you back
been driving all night, let me call you back
ate a sandwich at the redway laundromat
i remember like it was yesterday
don’t expect this to be on my resumé
some ways of making money is a segway
the government came in to regulate and everything changed
f*ck the law, get your paper mayne it’s a way of life
it’s a crazy game but if you play it right you might come up quick
they’ll name their price, just run with it
follow your gut, shoot your gun from the hip
this hustle is a son of a b*tch
they’ll trust you with money if you don’t run off with it
it’s america, we all want to be rich, ugh
i will say this, how god came through, i could never be an atheist
like julio, i went to iglesias
now i stay in the studio to tell my story the way that i see it
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
i say to them “hit me up later when you have the paper with you, i’ll drop them off.” verbatim
they try to low*ball me when i pull up
but straight up, i’ll f*ckin’ walk away with them
don’t give me no ultimatums
i was like “the nerve of these bullsh*tting sons of b*tches
wasting my time doing bad business.”
let me cool down and have a guinness
some just wipe their ass with the fact that you took the risk
of getting pulled over and frisked by the highway patrol
every trip is a hit or miss
they’re just inconsiderate and i was p*ssed, that’s it
i ain’t worried, no hate
the name of the game is hurry up and wait
so it doesn’t matter of i’m early or late
if i return to take my girl on a date, i’ll be straight
sometimes that wasn’t the case, i had her so stressed out that i outta be slapped
wouldn’t even be mad, wouldn’t argue the fact
i got us wrapped in this life and i just wanted to rap
so if you’re listening, thank you. i’m sorry for that
never meant to break your heart
my life was such a movie i was caught in the act
and did time, the whole time watching my back
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
now every time i look at the clock it’s the 25th hour
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