Locksmith - Gimme a Sec lyrics

Ali jun, sabour bash, sabur bash
Hamechi dorost mishe
Just donbale arezoohat boro
Hamechi dorost mishe insha'Allah
Confidence is everything, my nigga
All you niggas riding waves feel me?
Yeah, yeah

I'm taking the fundamental approach
When I focus in
Dealing with negative folks won't extend
Any ambition, I had to seek out a mission
I had to sleep in the kitchen
When I was hopeless then
Niggas they try to boast, I don't fit in
Rather than try to cope I wrote with pen
Told me to dumb it down
The dumber you done it
The dummies 'll bump it
And money will come in until you drown
Niggas steady frown but I'm feasting
I don't need a boss or a label to police me
I don't need a foe or a loss to increase me
Did it for a year then I
Told them to release me
That's just the bruises you take
When you finally arrive
Scraping my checks man I had to survive
Suffocating, I suffered waiting
I'm supplicating my income the shit stung
Bottled my pride
Follow my conscience I skipped
All the nonsense
No cosign or sponsor I breathe
Out of my nostrils for every apostle that's
400 waiting to mock as you bleed
They don't understand then they
Wanna pass judgement
Rather have spam than a stand with substance
Pussy niggas salivating and celebrating
Any celebrity selling them
Any shine cause they never had a spine
Me I got a big mouth, hear me out
In fear I would interfere
They steered to clear me out
Y'all been living in the big house
I'm here now
They burning the slave quarters I'm
Turning the page forward
Raised in the projects, the process
Mind numbing, niggas is fine coming
To the game with a lot less my guess
They cool with it so I tell them God bless
With anybody pretending is
Really probably the
Biggest landmine you can find no
Trusting a person that you had
Thought was deserving is
Even worse when you gotta sever ties go
To the extreme now for someone who seems
Down was sorta the theme now show
Any emotion any devotion that
You hoped to receive
Is a steed that you never shoulda rode
Selling you lies cause they fresh outta truth
Blaming the tide but that's not no excuse
How can you follow a wave and then try to
Behave like you didn't look down on it too
Niggas will tell you that something is lame
Wait for like three years and
Then do the same
I just continue in my lane while keeping the
Mindframe of flaming you motherfuckers
Who act obtuse

All you niggas riding waves waves
Look to me to do the same same
Y'all too busy counting plays countin'
Counting money bitch I'm paid

And I don't give a fuck for anybody but few
I don't say much until they got in my view
I don't adhere to any notion of fear
I'm revered by the folks who
Really know what I do, so I flew
To a whole 'nother coast and
Made the most of the
Bad hand I was dealt until I felt things slip
Thought I was ready but I was
Stalling my heart is heavy
And fallin apart is petty the
Hate I caught a bevy
Let it be said if I shed
Blood it wasn't in vain
Now they want me to tame myself
Niggas see the life I portray as some sort of
A game and for that had to blame myself
They see it all as so simple deceiving
The tempo there's nothing to prove
I just continue with my
Lane while keeping the
Mindframe of flaming you motherfuckers
Who act obtuse

All you niggas riding waves waves
Look to me to do the same same
Y'all too busy counting plays countin'
I'm counting money bitch I'm paid