(Intro)
We gon get right to it
(Verse 1)
So much changed since '08
At a slow pace
Or back in '02 with no booth
And baby face
We had no scene, I was tryna be seen
So I got it all covered like the tats
That on baby face
There ain't no info
You could use to offend me
Could tell you what happen rhyming
Won't need more than a sixteen
Don't get confused by the swaggy hooks
And catchy raps
Still the same nigga that'll get all in my back pack
Hate that I gotta prove em wrong every time
Tryna gain a million fans every verse I could find, uh
I Swear it's like I live my life in rewind
Cause every time they run it back
I live my life another time, like I died
(Hook)
Nobody really knows what you go through
All you wanted was the plan just to go through
Only ones that understand are who know you
When the times in your hands what you gon do?
These the moments you could let your dreams fall
Stop giving it your all & put it off for tomorrow
They gon hate but I ain't hearing that at all
Watching the clock knowing that I gotta ball
(Verse 2)
People tend to run off rumors that they've heard
Try the same thing when you see me
And tell em if that occurred
Two sides to a story which one
You hearing first
They gon choose what they believe
The other one is just words
I swear that my city cursed
In the worst way
From the City Of Sin and why these youngins rapping In the first place,
Treating where I grind like a work space
Ever have to hang it up at least I tried it all is the worst case
I tell em you don't like it then you lying
I do it by myself It make me wonder how the hell these people bias
Gotta remind myself of the purpose & places I've been
Reasons for live famous and a legend how I'm dyin
Wells
(Hook)
Nobody really knows what you go through
All you wanted was the plan just to go through
Only ones that understand are who know you
When the times in your hands what you gon do?
These the moments you could let your dreams fall
Stop giving it your all & put it off for tomorrow
They gone hate but I ain't hearing that at all
Watching the clock knowing that I gotta ball
C Wells - Shot Clock/ Mad Lockers Skit Lyrics
C Wells - Shot Clock/ Mad Lockers Skit Lyrics
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(Intro)
We gon get right to it
(Verse 1)
So much changed since '08
At a slow pace
Or back in '02 with no booth
And baby face
We had no scene, I was tryna be seen
So I got it all covered like the tats
That on baby face
There ain't no info
You could use to offend me
Could tell you what happen rhyming
Won't need more than a sixteen
Don't get confused by the swaggy hooks
And catchy raps
Still the same nigga that'll get all in my back pack
Hate that I gotta prove em wrong every time
Tryna gain a million fans every verse I could find, uh
I Swear it's like I live my life in rewind
Cause every time they run it back
I live my life another time, like I died
(Hook)
Nobody really knows what you go through
All you wanted was the plan just to go through
Only ones that understand are who know you
When the times in your hands what you gon do?
These the moments you could let your dreams fall
Stop giving it your all & put it off for tomorrow
They gon hate but I ain't hearing that at all
Watching the clock knowing that I gotta ball
(Verse 2)
People tend to run off rumors that they've heard
Try the same thing when you see me
And tell em if that occurred
Two sides to a story which one
You hearing first
They gon choose what they believe
The other one is just words
I swear that my city cursed
In the worst way
From the City Of Sin and why these youngins rapping In the first place,
Treating where I grind like a work space
Ever have to hang it up at least I tried it all is the worst case
I tell em you don't like it then you lying
I do it by myself It make me wonder how the hell these people bias
Gotta remind myself of the purpose & places I've been
Reasons for live famous and a legend how I'm dyin
Wells
(Hook)
Nobody really knows what you go through
All you wanted was the plan just to go through
Only ones that understand are who know you
When the times in your hands what you gon do?
These the moments you could let your dreams fall
Stop giving it your all & put it off for tomorrow
They gone hate but I ain't hearing that at all
Watching the clock knowing that I gotta ball
We gon get right to it
(Verse 1)
So much changed since '08
At a slow pace
Or back in '02 with no booth
And baby face
We had no scene, I was tryna be seen
So I got it all covered like the tats
That on baby face
There ain't no info
You could use to offend me
Could tell you what happen rhyming
Won't need more than a sixteen
Don't get confused by the swaggy hooks
And catchy raps
Still the same nigga that'll get all in my back pack
Hate that I gotta prove em wrong every time
Tryna gain a million fans every verse I could find, uh
I Swear it's like I live my life in rewind
Cause every time they run it back
I live my life another time, like I died
(Hook)
Nobody really knows what you go through
All you wanted was the plan just to go through
Only ones that understand are who know you
When the times in your hands what you gon do?
These the moments you could let your dreams fall
Stop giving it your all & put it off for tomorrow
They gon hate but I ain't hearing that at all
Watching the clock knowing that I gotta ball
(Verse 2)
People tend to run off rumors that they've heard
Try the same thing when you see me
And tell em if that occurred
Two sides to a story which one
You hearing first
They gon choose what they believe
The other one is just words
I swear that my city cursed
In the worst way
From the City Of Sin and why these youngins rapping In the first place,
Treating where I grind like a work space
Ever have to hang it up at least I tried it all is the worst case
I tell em you don't like it then you lying
I do it by myself It make me wonder how the hell these people bias
Gotta remind myself of the purpose & places I've been
Reasons for live famous and a legend how I'm dyin
Wells
(Hook)
Nobody really knows what you go through
All you wanted was the plan just to go through
Only ones that understand are who know you
When the times in your hands what you gon do?
These the moments you could let your dreams fall
Stop giving it your all & put it off for tomorrow
They gone hate but I ain't hearing that at all
Watching the clock knowing that I gotta ball