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24 Hours Video (MV)




Performed By: Braden Rozell
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Braden Rozell




Braden Rozell - 24 Hours Lyrics
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24 hours
How would I spend my last hours
My family would make the day ours
But first I would wake up and shower
I can't do nothing in my power,
It's a hard pill to devour
Woah, damn it tastes sour
I wouldn't die if they'd water my flowers
Bro this is it
Life could be gone in a span of a click
The clock doesn't stop, it could change in a tick
What would you do on the last day you live
Well I'm sentimental, I would reminisce
Wondering about the life of my kids
I would gather my friends and my family to sit
And celebrate life and the memories missed
Bro this is it
I could conquer my dreams
Show off and have them stop talking to me
Probably be the G.O.A.T
Just like LeBron and Muhammed Ali
Just thoughts in my sleep
Woke up from a nap, it was quality sleep
Now I am thinking bout all of my needs
I just need to dribble the ball to the three
Hesi and pull at the top of the key
To make sure when I shoot my shot it's a green
Honestly B
You've already missed twice when you thought it was clean
So maybe god's saying it's not meant to be
What are my beliefs
I do think he's up there, I'll follow his lead
But sometimes he makes it so hard to believe
I love reminiscing and don't wanna leave
But you gotta remember these moments are brief
24 hours
How would I spend my last hours
My family would make the day ours
But first I would wake up and shower
I can't do nothing in my power
It's a hard pill to devour
Woah, damn it tastes sour
I wouldn't die if they'd water my flowers
Bro this is it
Life could be gone in a span of a click
The clock doesn't stop, it could change in a tick
What would you do on the last day you live
Well I'm sentimental, I would reminisce
Wondering about the life of my kids
I would gather my friends and my family to sit
And celebrate life and the memories missed
Bro this is it
What would I do on my last day of life
Wake up so early, before it is bright
I'd get in 18 as soon as there is light
With 3 of best friends and all of us tight
As soon as we finish, I'd pull up on site
In SouthSide to run it up, making highlights
I'd leave to go home, and I'm taking two rights
Walk in and then write to record on the mic
I would chill with my brothers and ride on my bike
Go hang with my family to joke and excite
Then drive to mom's house and jam on the pike
And go see my puppies to love and treat right
I'd chill with my fam there cause that's what I like
And I'd finally go hang with Riss for the night
I would get in my thoughts and envision my wife
Now that's how I'd spend the last day of life
24 hours
How would I spend my last hours
My family would make the day ours
But first I would wake up and shower
I can't do nothing in my power
It's a hard pill to devour
Woah, damn it tastes sour
I wouldn't die if they'd water my flowers
Water my flowers
Water my flowers
Water my flowers
It's B
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English

24 hours
How would I spend my last hours
My family would make the day ours
But first I would wake up and shower
I can't do nothing in my power,
It's a hard pill to devour
Woah, damn it tastes sour
I wouldn't die if they'd water my flowers
Bro this is it
Life could be gone in a span of a click
The clock doesn't stop, it could change in a tick
What would you do on the last day you live
Well I'm sentimental, I would reminisce
Wondering about the life of my kids
I would gather my friends and my family to sit
And celebrate life and the memories missed
Bro this is it
I could conquer my dreams
Show off and have them stop talking to me
Probably be the G.O.A.T
Just like LeBron and Muhammed Ali
Just thoughts in my sleep
Woke up from a nap, it was quality sleep
Now I am thinking bout all of my needs
I just need to dribble the ball to the three
Hesi and pull at the top of the key
To make sure when I shoot my shot it's a green
Honestly B
You've already missed twice when you thought it was clean
So maybe god's saying it's not meant to be
What are my beliefs
I do think he's up there, I'll follow his lead
But sometimes he makes it so hard to believe
I love reminiscing and don't wanna leave
But you gotta remember these moments are brief
24 hours
How would I spend my last hours
My family would make the day ours
But first I would wake up and shower
I can't do nothing in my power
It's a hard pill to devour
Woah, damn it tastes sour
I wouldn't die if they'd water my flowers
Bro this is it
Life could be gone in a span of a click
The clock doesn't stop, it could change in a tick
What would you do on the last day you live
Well I'm sentimental, I would reminisce
Wondering about the life of my kids
I would gather my friends and my family to sit
And celebrate life and the memories missed
Bro this is it
What would I do on my last day of life
Wake up so early, before it is bright
I'd get in 18 as soon as there is light
With 3 of best friends and all of us tight
As soon as we finish, I'd pull up on site
In SouthSide to run it up, making highlights
I'd leave to go home, and I'm taking two rights
Walk in and then write to record on the mic
I would chill with my brothers and ride on my bike
Go hang with my family to joke and excite
Then drive to mom's house and jam on the pike
And go see my puppies to love and treat right
I'd chill with my fam there cause that's what I like
And I'd finally go hang with Riss for the night
I would get in my thoughts and envision my wife
Now that's how I'd spend the last day of life
24 hours
How would I spend my last hours
My family would make the day ours
But first I would wake up and shower
I can't do nothing in my power
It's a hard pill to devour
Woah, damn it tastes sour
I wouldn't die if they'd water my flowers
Water my flowers
Water my flowers
Water my flowers
It's B
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Writer: Braden Rozell
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