Ham Sandwich (USA), Pe$o Pete, GameboyJones - TIME LEAP! lyrics

Take a step back and admire the picture
I'm steady mobbing with my niggas
Spitting fire on winter
We getting high in the
Spring, and burning tires, the skin is
Why I just fucked up on a bitch
Ain't even invited to dinner
I know you lesser, that's
That fucking pressure
Put him on a stretcher
Need a lecture, I'm professor
Keeping Chopper in the dresser
Different measures interchanging levels on
The border bevel
Born to rebel, demons on the line
And I could horn a devil
Foreign medal, all my shit imported
While you looking sore to get
You sorted, that's up on my body
I'm getting deported finna floor it
I remember days when I was unsupported
It was morbid
Now another day another win awarded
If I break another record, well
I won't even record it
Why you walking with the channel when
You can't even afford it?
So you need to turn your brain
On 'cause your circuit's getting shorted
All your posse in a clown card
Circus getting shorter

Got so many diamonds on me
I might turn into a hoarder
This year we blowing up
I ain't talking 'bout no mortars
Niggas know that I'm a leader
So they following my orders
Back in day we was gang, now we changed

And I'm fine with that
Had a lot to survive, I was fine with that
Had that slob on my side
How to slide on a slime
All this hate in his eyes
But you couldn't stay wild
Motherfucker, how you even really
Live like that?
Difference when you get it off
A lick like that
Every other day dodging gift back
Every other day as a kick back
Looking up for shorters, couldn't
Chill without pills, but it's dumb
And that over, and the few remain still
How you feel? When the pressure in the
Bitches never healed, getting killed
This a dotter you gon' end up
As a hilt for the state
Hella opps, all the government in game
Make a choice either die by your code
Or you die with no voice
I can vouch, but this coding got me stuck
Got me silent
Back in day up in his offside, he was wilding

I be climbing
It won't measure their success
But all their diamonds
I don't have a single one
But I'm still let it shining
Haters can't do half of what I'm doing
You don't have to like my music
Putting numbers in the money, can't deny it
Man, we too hot
You can't even stand a climate
You can go for gold, you stuck back in Kento
You don't got the ears for this, man, you Van
Gough, name a single place I can't go
I'll wait stunting in their face
Who knew I was take this from Ohaio to LA
Who knew that my music
Will be listened worldwide
I got girls in different countries
Saying getting them thighs, goddamn!
I'm the man, I'm the man
I keep doing this for the fans, for the fans
Always getting dubs like Japan, like Japan
'Till all my niggas eating - that's the plan
That's the plan