Lyrics Time - Lil Rafe

Money can't heal my wounds
Time to Can't heal my scars
I'm rapping for the voices that's deceased or behind them bars
They say I don't care but my gas on E I'm still driven like cars
Gotta get it how I get it ain't shit for free
I pray the gang Live large
Trappers gon trap
Killers gon kill
Dope head trippin off Percocet pills
That's just life it is what it is
Can't speak about pain if you don't know how it feel
Stay humble and low that's real
Take the chip back home from the field
Get rich put your moms in the hills
It ain't luck in this shit it's bout skill

Diamonds all white no floss
Bitch ima king ima boss
They watching hard for the sauce
No wonder they buying the shit that I bought
You need someone to look up to and I be the player so this shit ain't really ya fault
I'm counting up on this paper it's taking forever I'm bout to invest in a vault
Yeah
This shit bout to get bad I'm bout to put my whole foot in your ass
We became rich real fast my foot on the pedal I'm rushing the gas
Don't care if you coming out first cause I'm in this shit for the love ima last
They use to see me and laugh now like at me flexing I know that they mad
I don't like act in my soda but I still pour it I hate being sober
I'm in the block with the rover and I keep steppas they knocking you over
I'm in her mouth like molars
These niggas snacking they moving like Cobras
In the game bitch Lil rafe is the motor
I'm getting hot and my heart getting colder