Time

Time keep moving Our Time keep moving Your Time keep moving Time going in Time going out When I was in that cell Time wasn’t the only thing I was counting out Two jack in the plug above my house Cost a dub just to rent that bitch out The way the PTA crew bring dem packs in I thought I was back flipping pounds then When tune came in younguns tripping out on the compound knocking shit out For just a pen joint now Damn lil nigga that’s what we beef bout If you know I don’t fuckin care bout shit You would be more careful when you walk up to me bih I done sat 6 months without venting to anyone Boss up off the land like I’m suppose to Now Only time I have to walk to the child hall Is to pick up more food Type we hooked too