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prime - uncle trey lyrics

broken clocks, no punching clocks, it’s my time
‘tween me and the rest i drew a fine line
the explanation as to why i’m
able to stretch a longer span of my prime
outta ya reach but never outta touch
you grasp for straws, could never be this clutch
paying the cost to be the boss, i ain’t going dutch
head honcho and expect to be treated as such
you talk to him, he talk to him, he talk to me
no net worth, won’t network with you n*ggas for free
tell everybody that i’m upping the price of the ki
this that a1, who don’t like it can settle for d
a common theme ‘tween you and ya hoe
won’t nothing come between me and coming for more
this ain’t potential, don’t play me, i got promise
i won’t be humble cause your ego’s scared of honest

(chorus x2)
i ain’t gotta tell n*ggas they already know
see the boy shine, yeah he walk with a glow
see the boy ballin and he do it like a pro
leaping like i’m 23, flying like i’m 24

special n*gga in a class of my own
you would smell yourself too if confidence your cologne
my scent is success and i reek of realness
uncle untouchable, yet still they feel this
i rock furs with silk shirts and dark shades
as a reminder that me and regular part ways
finger on the trigger, all hands on deck
my best foot forward bet it land on your neck, so
quit ya talking out the side of it
prom night fresh, presence so prominent
pesci pulling up smelling potent
keeping this momentum, you n*ggas just had a moment
whole gang moving like made men
and the rest to rest is where we laid them
the streak is hot, the flow is cold
of drinks and raps, spirits and soul
like wine all the tunes getting finer
fine tuned, every line leaving n*ggas with a shiner
your best bet in any worst case scenario
you was off, thought i couldn’t go off, well there he go
kinda antisocial, i prefer my own company
yeah, i move alone comfortably
so i ain’t pressed for a feature or impressed with you n*ggas
cause i ain’t get this good to rap with the rest of you n*ggas
you kidding?
who better, wasn’t a question, hands down
i stand out but stand offish, stand down
i ain’t hear to shake hands or kiss babies
i’m leaving n*ggas shook and i’m leaving with your lady
i put in overtime, one day i’ll rest
working til my n*ggas only charges amex
yeah, tough times couldn’t humble me, they hardened me
and that’s a bar, a high one hoe, the bar is me
(chorus x2)

- uncle trey lyrics

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