Текст песни God Loves You - Ron E Polo

Ya gotta find a way out

I heard my time ticking
Ima time bomb
I can detonate at any minute now
Yessir
So hold me down
I'll keep you pinned down
If ya know me now
I can't put the pen down
Ron E On
Like a pack of Zyn now
Black hoody
Fitted cap with the brim down
I get active
When the lights dimmed down
We far apart but I keep my real friends Round
I'm out on a limb now
Dim sum
Naw they want some of dim now
More life
Yea I still get my Blem rounds
It's hot
You need to sim down
I got a two piece like Chris Childs
All my hooks pulling fish out
And the looks pulling 10s out
Look books from 2010s styles
Gone show that I been valid
Ima grind for the times cards were Invalid
The pens my friend
Bitch we pen pal'n
You go all in but what you get out it
When grown folks talking
You should sit out it
I'll get deep
It don't give childish
And stopped voting cause they rig Ballots
Every bar gets bar b qued
You can go and get some ribs out it
It sounds good before the touches
But I'm still gone need a mix out it
Every time I'm in a struggle
Watch me get out it

You gotta find a way to escape
Take a break
Order shake
Elevate
You gotta find a way to escape
You gotta find way out

I heard my time ticking
Ima shot clock
I know I can buzz at any second
I get to eating ima get me seconds
My mamas parents didn't get to see me Live to seven
Can't give me lessons
So I grew up reckless
Go watch my path that I led you on
Cause I'm still doing me
But I see that you switched up what You said you on
Start making better songs
I got a grasp like the clasp that keep My necklace on
Life is falling into place
That shit in Tetris mode
Catch a high when I get cooking like An edible
Man this shits unforgettable
Damn her pics are incredible
The fam is super like Pixar's Incredibles
Live in the past
You'll forget what's ahead of you
I'm here to set the story straight Because I'm credible
You F'in bi like the federal
Man I whipped this up in minutes
An an album would take several
Go head and clock that
I'm bringing bops back
Open gym
Don't let me start getting my shot back
She had a ball
Her voice is hoarse when she trot back
Gotta know where the glocks at
And keep an eye where the cops at
And keep ya nose where the guacs at
And send a go where the opps at
And if you got trapped
You gotta find a way to escape

Window break
Make it shake
Elevate
Ya gotta find a way to escape
Ya gotta find way out