Every minute your late goes another client
In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust
Urban inner-city ghettoes, where you've never got a minute,
That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit
Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip
I traveled a light year in a minute
At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch
Take a minute to think and go large
Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
They might send me home in a minute, ill be home in a minute
But for that brief minute reality goes away,
No days off and that's even on a snow day
That's what i call it, it's full of shit
Once upon atime ago a minute
It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit
Criminal intent, out of breath, reach limits per minute,
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