Timez Of The Essence (feat. Ramsey)

Yeah Times of the Essence My lord I been stressin My mind keep me guessing Stay countin my blessings Times of the Essence My lord I been stressin My mind keep me guessing Stay countin my blessings Lost a few of dawgs back on the streets That's the price you pay When you slinging that dope It's a dance with the devil Got me losing all hope I just sit and pray like every day That no one pulls up to my block and sprays I ain't gon lie I ain't really Tryna die Shit at least not right now So I vow to stay faithful to a good life With a loyal and loving wife Shit maybe If I play my cards right I could shine bright Like a star Driving off in the 92 Camry we goin far Leave the 68 to heal my scars Cause you reap what you sow And now I know All I gotta do is calculate my bread Like a maths teacher Spit These bars to these young cats Like a mass preacher I'm going in deeper Yeah I'm going in deeper I aint even go to my boys funeral The pain was too much to handle And yes I stress I feel guilty I ain't gon lie I only been to his grave like one time I don't want to see him laying in the ground That's why I'm constantly smoking on this reef Cause I can't account for the loss and grief I where my heart on my sleeve Conflicting thoughts when rolling this leaf Got me feelin all green When I'm making this dough Only difference is now the money is clean I avoid the streets cause I ain't Tryna catch No bullet to my spleen I need to live cause I got a dream Drink that Hennessy to let off steam Might affect my self esteem But shit That's what happens When you Dealin With the fuckin essence Times of the essence My lord I been stressin My mind keep me guessing Stay counting my blessings Times of the Essence My lord I been stressin My mind keep me guessing Stay countin my blessings Lamborghini orange teal Dreams will soon become real Blood spill, on the curb cause i go for the kill Hit that bitch told her 'get out like my name jordan peele No time for a bitch that be stuck in her feels Everyday been stressing, been counting up blessings F*ck reflecting bitch class is in session Sit yo ass down let me teach you a lesson We break a pound down all the smoke we collecting I got a question, how you tell the real from fake The real ones starving and still putting food on your plate On my side the real reside we living at high stakes Plan is never compromised cause money ain't gonna wait This that lyrical combat, we kill em on contact, Been sipping on cognac, ain't signing a contract Choppa on my dresser hold dat Me and my dawg smoke them big packs Rackin in the cream im talkin tall stacks Ridin round the city talking maybacs Shawty suck on dat precise I tell that bitch run it back Carrying the game made my back sore Feds pull up so i'm dipping out the back door, Ain't no competition dawg my rap don't lack flaws, This that back to back real shit dawg my raps raw, No heist but i rack scores Smash hoes She gon throw it back Wearing black draws Sneak diss weak shot Slam it off the backboard Talkin like you dropped a hit Boy gotta rap more Laughing at my shit Sneak diss Dawg peep this Put my fkn city on the map F*ck your street shit Fat ass motherfucker gon eat shit Say i'm all talk but i'm talkin facetious Whoever steppin i hit em with a weapon If you feeling threatened know i leave you disconnected Safe to say you got the message I be shootin like i'm stephen Bullets fly from all directions Let this be a lesson not afraid of causin wreckage Cause time is of the fucking essence Yeah Uh