Lyrics easier - $olo
I
shoulda
took
my
time
Now
I
gotta
look
behind
me
I
gotta
keep
my
pipe
Who
lied
and
told
me
that
it
would
get
easier
When
I
walk
in
you
know
that
the
heat
is
up
Imma
work
hard
til
I'm
in
the
crib,
feet
is
up
Gonna
snap
on
the
track
'til
the
beat
is
up
When
I
started
this
they
didn't
show
me
love
We
recorded
in
dorms
we
was
posted
up
I'm
still
wanting
the
top
I
ain't
close
enough
If
you
flagging
then
boy
I
will
call
your
bluff
I
swear
we
sipping
on
Ace
of
Spades
I
left
and
she
went
to
her
basic
ways
I
got
niggas
who
went
off
to
basic
training
Others
who
eating
off
entertainment
But
I
took
my
time
And
like
I
said
I
ain't
in
my
prime
yet
Can
you
go
through
the
climb
Young
hot
nigga
imma
change
the
climate
If
you
pull
up
then
you
know
I
ain't
backing
down
I
could
get
the
strap
or
I
go
Pacquiao
When
I'm
done
then
I'm
rolling
a
pack
of
you
I
was
in
the
field
you
could
get
tackled
too
Young
$olo
gon'
do
what
he
gotta
do
If
you
doing
you
then
I
am
proud
of
you
But
remember
that
pacing
is
valuable
Don't
forget
nigga
patience
a
virtue
too
Niggas
pussy
they
beefing
is
virtual
Like
I
got
a
M.D.
I
go
surgical
If
I
gotta
empty
it
I
point
at
you
Yeah
I'm
talking
M.D.S
I'm
tactical
I'm
on
the
maximum
I
shoulda
took
my
time
Now
I
gotta
look
behind
me
I
gotta
keep
my
pipe
Who
lied
and
told
me
that
it
would
get
easier
When
I
walk
in
you
know
that
the
heat
is
up
Imma
work
hard
til
I'm
in
the
crib,
feet
is
up
Gonna
snap
on
the
track
'til
the
beat
is
up
I'm
feeling
like
I'm
getting
recognized
everywhere
I
go
go
go
And
I
ain't
never
hiding
and
I
testify
that
on
my
soul
soul
Y'all
niggas
ain't
riding,
everyone
at
the
crib
on
go
like
a
mobile
home
Nigga
if
I
chose
your
hoe
Then
you
better
be
grateful
I
ain't
never
use
no
scapegoat
I
want
all
the
blame
and
the
honor
If
I'm
signing
my
life
to
a
label
I
know
they'll
be
greedy
just
like
some
piranhas
Like
EST
imma
Young
Shiner
Used
to
wear
Aero
now
it's
designer
Took
that
bitch
to
eat
at
Benihana's
Gonna
make
her
my
next
babymama
I
shoulda
took
my
time
when
I
came
in
it
Look
me
in
my
eye,
you
see
the
pain
in
it
Whatever
is
the
prize
you
know
I'm
claiming
it
Whatever
is
the
price
better
bet
I'm
paying
it
I
shoulda
took
my
time
Now
I
gotta
look
behind
me
I
gotta
keep
my
pipe
Who
lied
and
told
me
that
it
would
get
easier
When
I
walk
in
you
know
that
the
heat
is
up
Imma
work
hard
til
I'm
in
the
crib,
feet
is
up
Gonna
snap
on
the
track
'til
the
beat
is
up
1 new orleans (intro)
2 back of the whip !
3 operation
4 'til i'm home
5 u should know
6 brake pads
7 up late
8 confessions of a king
9 easier
10 sippin'
11 spill
12 seesaw
13 no way
14 solo sessions (outro)
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