paroles de chanson Time - SkipSkool

Ayy, Uh
La musica de Shvkal
I hear the sirens cut the silence
My heart stop cold
Anxiety got me lookin' back cause you never know
There's a price that you pay every day
When you choose to take that road
Cannot fold, fuck the judge I'm tryn' make it home
Tryn' make it out
Make the cut I'm tryn' make you proud
Shoeboxes I'm throwin out
Legal money in a bank account
Temptation got me slippin up
Cause I love the money, I cant get enough
Gotta regain my family's trust
Fuck your deal just give me cuffs

K9 in the building lookin' for coke
Loyalty is a slippery slope
They tryna make him snitch but he won't
Knew what it was when he took that role
But his family beggin' him please come home
Feds tryn' break him they let him know
Give up your mans we'll let you go
Kept that poker face he ain't fold

Sister cryin all up on the phone
How you choose him over us you cold
Loyal to your fam or loyal to your folk
What you gonna choose at them crossroads, huh?

Like who you lettin' down (who?)
His family aint gonna stay around
Took that time to them he a clown
But his head held high, cause he still proud

Shit gone change by the time he out
Holla at your mans tryn sleep on the couch
Turn you down you ain't got no clout
Fuck what you was you ain't nothin now

Streets ain't got no love for nobody
Throw your life away for fast money
Same day replaced by another
Shit keep repeating cause we all hungry

I hear the sirens cut the silence
My heart stop cold
Anxiety got me lookin back cause you never know
Theres a price that you pay everyday
When you choose to take that road
Cannot fold, fuck the judge I'm tryn' make it home
Tryn' make it out
Make the cut I'm tryn make you proud
Shoeboxes I'm throwin out
Legal money in a bank account
Temptation got me slippin up
Cause I love the money, I cant get enough
Gotta regain my families trust
Fuck your deal just give me cuffs

Yo shout out my Bros my day ones
The ones still around (where they at, where they at?)
If it wasn't for you holdin' me down
I'd be in the pound
They raided the crib but they were too late
Ain't a brick that they found (dummy)
I'm back in this bitch still on probation
But I'm sleepin' sound
Ay I feel like a thou' today
Or make that a mili'
Ran the city an I made a killin'
Hand it to me an I'm gettin' busy
Got the product bitch I got ambition
Now I got some options n' it got me thinkin
Should switch it up gotta bigger vision
Level up I should be livin' different
Fedis watchin' so I can't be slippin
Straight out the Eight
Now I'm makin better days
I've been tryna change my ways
Switch it up before I'm played
I'ma make'm feel the wave
All the time I coulda' saved
I was trappin' till the late yeah
Anything to get payed

I hear the sirens cut the silence
My heart stop cold
Anxiety got me lookin back cause you never know
Theres a price that you pay everyday
When you choose to take that road
Cannot fold, fuck the judge I'm tryn' make it home
Tryn' make it out
Make the cut I'm tryn make you proud
Shoeboxes I'm throwin out
Legal money in a bank account
Temptation got me slippin up
Cause I love the money, I cant get enough
Gotta regain my families trust
Fuck your deal just give me cuffs