On the slow jam of love
Time past like it was precious
You got your own life,don't worry bout mine,it's about time
Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line
I love to write, make knotted string art that's jail life.
Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive
I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes
You have a decision, life or death... choose
You after me, huh? i'm after cash
Time is the most precious thing i have
You just have to choose love in every part of life
Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice
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