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lost time Video (MV)




Performed By: ch3o
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Jose Gonzalez




ch3o - lost time Lyrics




Livin' next door to serial killers
Mr. Postman
Boy just ordered two burners
So clean, his reflection told him to go in
A, walk to the store, can get you parked in a morgue
Blood stains from remains, livin' under carpeted floors
Better do them damn dishes
Stay focused on your dream
Before you lose your ambition
Till the f*ckin' plan switches
Who you lookin' up to, hustlers or customers
You sufferin' or what the f*ck
Buckle up, them jails can't get enough of us
CVS robbery, a strong-armed dickhead move
Where you learn your trade from?
I wasn't in that school
Where you get your waves from before the bullets parted
Get your bell rung, I ain't even know that class had started
Like, oh shit, am I late? Your remiss is a trait
Think three or four times, you can't fix those mistakes
Even if you fall shy
You still got what it takes to make up for lost time

You still got what it takes to make up for lost time
You still got what it takes to make up for lost
Time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost

F*ck it, you ain't gotta listen to me
Go ahead, do what you want
You can serve triple life sentences
Provin' to us
That you into dat
Flick a switchie like a light switch
Nothin' new under the sun, go and get your light dimmed
What you wanna lift weights upstate with the murderers
Baby mother back home, long time you ain't heard from her
Used to like the mask with the Nike check embroidered in
Now it's cries for commissary family not supportin' them
Can't even look in your baby eyes when your daughter come
Chillin' in your cell till your enemies are four to one
Life's a chess match in 8K resolution
Bus stops, gunshots, then rattin' on the team you move with
It ain't really you to be the person that you knew since
Legos and egos before you became a nuisance
Change for that dollar, get you laid for your two cents
It's a shame wasting talent, is more common than it should been

You still got what it takes to make up for lost time
You still got what it takes to make up for lost
Time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost
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English

Livin' next door to serial killers
Mr. Postman
Boy just ordered two burners
So clean, his reflection told him to go in
A, walk to the store, can get you parked in a morgue
Blood stains from remains, livin' under carpeted floors
Better do them damn dishes
Stay focused on your dream
Before you lose your ambition
Till the f*ckin' plan switches
Who you lookin' up to, hustlers or customers
You sufferin' or what the f*ck
Buckle up, them jails can't get enough of us
CVS robbery, a strong-armed dickhead move
Where you learn your trade from?
I wasn't in that school
Where you get your waves from before the bullets parted
Get your bell rung, I ain't even know that class had started
Like, oh shit, am I late? Your remiss is a trait
Think three or four times, you can't fix those mistakes
Even if you fall shy
You still got what it takes to make up for lost time

You still got what it takes to make up for lost time
You still got what it takes to make up for lost
Time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost

F*ck it, you ain't gotta listen to me
Go ahead, do what you want
You can serve triple life sentences
Provin' to us
That you into dat
Flick a switchie like a light switch
Nothin' new under the sun, go and get your light dimmed
What you wanna lift weights upstate with the murderers
Baby mother back home, long time you ain't heard from her
Used to like the mask with the Nike check embroidered in
Now it's cries for commissary family not supportin' them
Can't even look in your baby eyes when your daughter come
Chillin' in your cell till your enemies are four to one
Life's a chess match in 8K resolution
Bus stops, gunshots, then rattin' on the team you move with
It ain't really you to be the person that you knew since
Legos and egos before you became a nuisance
Change for that dollar, get you laid for your two cents
It's a shame wasting talent, is more common than it should been

You still got what it takes to make up for lost time
You still got what it takes to make up for lost
Time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost time
Still got what it takes to make up for lost
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Writer: Jose Gonzalez
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