Текст песни Precision - Trip

(Oooo yeah) (Oooo yeah)
(Oooo yeah) (Oooo yeah)
(Oooo yeah) (Oooo yeah)
Ain′t got no time for the critics
(Yeah)
Momma told me son
You've gotta get where the bread is
(Oooo Yeah)
Settle for nothing but to be the greatest
(Yeah)
This is that real shit
You can not buy how I spit it
(Oooo yeah yeah)
Ain′t got no time for the critics
(Yeah Yeah)
Momma told me son
You've gotta get where the bread is
(Oooo Yeah)
Settle for nothing but to be the greatest
(Yeah)
This is that real shit
You can not buy how I spit it
(Oooo yeah)

Like sand through the hour glass
I gotta do it at ease man, one step at a time
I look over my shoulder for patience
Shoot out to the real ones on site homie
This ain't that interview, radio edit shit
This is straight up from the mud you dig [?]
Never had to make believe
For you to vibe to this shit
I′m standing my ground you feel [?]
They spending paper for the buzz man
I′d rather get paid attention
By the mass you hear [?]
Or maybe get myself a ticket
And be out of here
Coz it's crazy where l be at
To make it that is, those are the thoughts
Of everybody standing from where I′m at
But I say let's make it from where we at
I mean it took many years for the president
(Keep it 1hunnid man)
Took him 37 man I′ve been hella patient, I'm getting faded
Of waiting for someone to put me on
I′mma get it on my own man, I'm straight up with it
Took him 37 man I've been hella patient, I′m getting faded
Of waiting for someone to put me on
I′mma get it on my own man, I'm straight up with it
"Zeal" was a blessing man, that shit a record
Till today nobody contesting
The thing is them niggas
Get caught up in the little fam
Yeah I know my shit flames but
That don′t mean, I should settle for the little
My dream is bigger should l mention how
I'm finna be in a position, to put niggas on
Now put that on a record

Ain′t got no time for the critics
(Yeah)
Momma told me son
You've gotta get where the bread is
(Oooo Yeah)
Settle for nothing but to be the greatest
(Yeah)
This is that real shit
You can not buy how I spit it
(Oooo yeah yeah)
Ain′t got no time for the critics
(Yeah Yeah)
Momma told me son
You've gotta get where the bread is
(Oooo Yeah)
Settle for nothing but to be the greatest
(Yeah)
This is that real shit
You can not buy how I spit it
(Oooo yeah)

I hate it when people pretend to there for me
That relationship is counterfeit
I'd rather go to the land of the wise
Togara PADARE toseta ma standards man
I always look up for encouragement
I just made another hit for the hail of it
Some of these fellas caught up in the fam and money
They losing the product man
No wonder why the boy still buzzing man
Give me those features I′ll out em′ in body bags
Never riding on your wave
I'll put an X to your career, Lobengula with it
Never resting till i get to the top
Where ever the peak is I′mma be there now
Vakubvunzana,"who's that little kid?"
They quick to forget they were never about us

Ain′t got no time for the critics
(Yeah)
Momma told me son
You've gotta get where the bread is
(Oooo Yeah)
Settle for nothing but to be the greatest
(Yeah)
This is that real shit
You can not buy how I spit it
(Oooo yeah yeah)
Ain′t got no time for the critics
(Yeah Yeah)
Momma told me son
You've gotta get where the bread is
(Oooo Yeah)
Settle for nothing but to be the greatest
(Yeah)
This is that real shit
You can not buy how I spit it
(Oooo yeah)