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bizz loc - due time lyrics

[verse]
yo, cash rules everything around me
n-ggas get k!lled in the same spot they found me
my heat c-ck for anybody who diss
and the chrome in the summer shine more than my wrist
it stay polished
ride for the milage
knowledge will come with it
wrapped around the dollars
everybody i know say i’m doing my thing
i don’t need to walk around with a chain full of bling
but i still do it anyway
that’s how i live
add a loc.. to the end
cause i handle my bizz
and you know the colour of my flag i’m banging it b-tch
i ain’t tryna make threats but my hand on the grip
and the game
remain the same
it don’t change
just the players in it that’s making their own lanes
couple other n-ggas started f-cking it up
they turned rat but they still around dumpin a pump
and i gotta lot of beef so i stay strapped
streets always did me wrong but i still came back
rubbin mad bids cause these b-tch n-ggas told
and they still calling on my name regular dog
judge tired of me so i can’t get bail
and my b-tch tired of me so i can’t get mail
sh-t, you used to be hot-headed for real
i’m still a hothead i just learned how to chill
i just hopped on a deal
9-year sentence
more than enough time to lose a few bredrens
more than enough time to drift from the fam
but, it’s all part of the game
i ain’t mad
momma said go to school
when you come home
gonna get a education and put the gun down
stop [?] do you have no sense
your twenty-six years old and you not cashed a cheque
tell the truth i can’t argue with that
my only comeback is stunt showing off with a stack
but even that couldn’t keep her amused
she want a scholarship not to see her son on the news
and my pops, he don’t really give two f-cks
all he do is stay at home cause he way to drunk
and he chain-smoke too sh-t shaken her up
cause for work homie had my sister waking him up
and i was in the trap so i’m never at home
it’s kinda sad but i don’t even live on my own
i be goin from trap to trap
b-tch to b-tch
but, i’d much rather live like this
cause the rent money stay in my pocket
i don’t spend that
and trust me if i was embarr-ssed i wouldn’t spit that
unlike you, i can put a down payment on a house
by myself just to f-ck n-ggas b-tch at
but f-ck it, don’t even worry where i live at
y’all can find me on d blocc with a big gat
posted in the trap with a rock and a big mac
probably getting head from a b-tch with a big back
i like that
yeah, i like that
roll the backwoods and sands and light that
treat a bad b-tch like crack and pipe that
n-ggas want the real then trust i write that
realest of the real n-ggas know the name
my fans say the game changed but it’s all the same
realest of the real n-ggas know the name
your b-tch stand to get piped like a water main
realest of the real n-ggas know the name
leave the trap go home and give my momma change
realest of the real n-ggas know the name
seeing all my friends drop left my heart in pain

- bizz loc lyrics

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