Testo All The Time - Skilla Baby
Testo della canzone All The Time (Skilla Baby), tratta dall'album Crack Music 3
Huh
Nah, for real
Therapy
(You weren't even a cool breeze for my man, Taz)
Huh
Niggas don't want me to win, niggas be wantin' me dead
I can't express the stuff that really go through my head
I got two or three niggas callin' me from the feds
I gotta watch out for enemies, gotta watch out for friends
I got three or four families that depend on me now
Can't let these niggas get me got or trick me out my spot
When you the one, man, that shit be a lot
'Cause when you at the top, all these niggas wanna see is you drop, huh
Pull up in that Mulsanne, shawty in that new Range
On the road, tryna get that cream like I'm Wu-Tang
Rich now, I remember scrapin' up that loose change
Niggas sayin' I changed, nah, nigga you changed
I'm rock-solid, but some niggas ain't built for this
A couple M's up off of rap, I woulda killed for this
I'm from Detroit where we hustle and be killin' shit
I wanna drop a tear, but lately, I ain't been feelin' shit
I'm numb to it, wanna kill me? Then come do it
I'm blessed, all this shit from music, how the fuck am I losin'?
Nigga, when I started with nothin'
Then all of a sudden, people wanna call me for nothin'
I know they callin' for money
So many people that love me that never saw me in public
Even in trouble, only callin' who comin', they all around when it's sunny
Then go away when it thunder
A lotta people gon' hate you unless you makin' 'em money
My daddy used to tell me, "Don't forget to pray when it's sunny"
I watched the prey get preyed on, then start prayin' on somethin'
Ain't playin' with life, these niggas be playin' with dice
I wish my daddy beat that cash shit twice
I wish we got a second chance at life
I wish me and bro was friends for life
Nigga, I wish I could dance like Mike
Me and Monte was spandex-tight
We ain't beefin', I'm just sayin' it's life, huh
I fell out with Teezy over 12 hunnid
I wish Meek ain't never tell nothin', I know he'll nail somethin'
Bodies on my conscious, feel like I'ma go to hell or somethin'
Found out why people around me don't ever tell me nothin'
'Cause I put it on the floor, for real
Thinkin' that I'm bein' real, really, I just need to chill
Niggas wanna see me fail, know exactly how that feel
I'm a tweaker for real, I don't need not a pill
I get shit dropped, for real, nigga flip-flop, for real
Lil' bitch, I'll kill, think I won't, but I will, I'm for real, huh
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Writer(s): Trevon Gardner
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