45
(专辑: Shyne Coldchain Vol. 2 - 2014)
All the
time, all the
time, all time All the
time, all the
time, all time Aight, you ready? What do you believe in? Die to have respect I
believe that the
world got black neglect Living broke, liquor stores where we cashing checks Flipping dope, pimping hoes just to make ends meet County blues, counting days till you get set free Broke the
rules so they shoot now we R.I.P Live and learn what you earn when you cross them streets Caught a
case cause he wouldn't catch a
fade Living pedal to the
metal cause he couldn't catch a
break Couldn't see the
stakes, couldn't see the
trouble come his way I'm still waiting for the
day that we black and we proud Till then we'll be shooting niggas down to the
ground Sing it loud [Hook x2:] All the
time, all the
time, all time (all the
time) All the
time, all the
time, all time, boy 45 sitting side when I
ride If I
ride for it, then I'll die for it Fuck the
world shit lately, black 380 Ready for wherever God gon' take me On my momma I
been out here since a
young nigga World tours and prison letters in my bunk, shit this life ain't yours See, we fighting a
chore rather, kill a
nigga quick Fuck the
other side, show them niggas that you with the
shit Fucking homicide, let 'em see my ass upstate Now they love to see me rattle sitting in that cage Cause when some drugs get in the
battle bet you lose all faith I
was born with a
heart that the
streets can't break Never poured one shot, never rolled one J
Cause I
don't need that shawty, point me to that bank I
ain't never had no money, nigga Young and bummy so I
had to be the
funny nigga Got a
gun, started wilding like a
dummy, nigga I
don't care about no murder just another nigga Pull the
fucking trigger [Hook]