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e-40 – military time lyrics

[hook: e-40]
i been up all night, out here on the grind
it’s oh-nine-hundred, military time
military time, military time (military)
military time, military time (military)
military time, military time (military)
military time, military time (military)

[verse 1: e-40]
i’m out here on the gravel, grindin’ in the fog
track record, won’t allow me, to get a job
rollin’ up a ‘wood, lookin’ like a log
unlike the rest of the world, i still believe in god
my granny tellin’ be to pray, continue being faithful
don’t side with the devil, he h-lla hateful
pay attention to your warning signs
be prepared to repent, before he close the blinds
pack an extra clip, let ’em know your with the sh-t
the n-ggas that k!ll you, be the n-ggas you grew up with
i don’t trust sh-t, i don’t even trust my d-ck
most of the time i get funkin’, it’s over a b-tch
protect your punk and your medulla oblongata
never know when they’re comin’ to bust your head like a piñata
can’t be soft as doctor cotton, or charmin toilet tissue
stay on your p’s and your q’s with the military issue

[verse 2: salsalino]
roll in my hand, knots all up in my jeans
i don’t know french squad, i be with my team
i’m floodin’ the streets, baton rouge, new orleans
they put me in the catapult i’m soarin’ to my dreams
you ain’t on the same page, so get a book marker
a champ with the glock, kicks like it’s foot locker
if you ain’t in it for no funds n-gga look farther
these n-ggas out here buyin’ guns, they tryin’ to look harder
i’m young but a b-tch smarter than the older age
you gotta learn to break the cycle if you wanna change
see i’m one of those guys that put you on your game
these b-tches want a fly n-gga like they lois lane
i’m so ashamed with these hoes with their lame -sses
ain’t even got their head straight, they play the game backwards
i do it silk smooth in some grape fabric
then i get ghost like i’m james n-gga, saint patrick

[verse 3: baby treeze]
i keep my business on the low ’cause motha f-ckas be ???
it’s military time 40 trees ???
my grind on erosion, ain’t nothin’ can stop me
i might fall but i’m right back up like rocky
i’m huntin’ for that money, like i need a ???
i’m just trying to keep it hostage, ’cause i’m needin’ bread
hey i hate being broke much as i hate the feds
free my family members locked down ???
roll up a chop then we blow it down
i be loaded like a glock when it’s full of rounds
double f in this b-tch and we known to clown
puffin’ on that loud pack, it be full of sound
all work no time boss
i’m with those hundred stacks tax free like a crime boss
little baby came through ???
big dog, you just a pup like ???

- e 40 lyrics

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