Kevin Gates - Wish I Had It lyrics

Anything lost, can be found again
Except for time wasted
A vision without action is merely a dream
It's the action, it's the
Grind, it's the hustle, it's the persistence

In the car while roaming around
All my thoughts been roaming around
Where I come from like a hole in the ground
Silly me still holdin' it down
Every car pass by with the music
On loud while bumpin' Roaming Around
Tellin' me to make a hit but I really
Don't get why they walked on Roaming Around

Out my window i see everything I dream about
And wish I had it (Retawdid, I'm retawdid)
Out my window i see everything I dream about
And wish I had it (Retawdid, I'm retawdid)
Hustle, Hustle, Hustle clock is ticking
Ain't' no time to kick it
Nothing comes from sleeping
But I’m dreaming on my true religion
Hustle, hustle, hustle gotta get it
On my true religion
Nothing comes from sleeping but a dream
(I'm 100it with it)

Light skin and I fight good
Just like Muhammad Ali
Jab nasty, hook good, just like Muhammad Ali
(Rollin' bands, in my pants, talkin' cash
I'mma smash) Hol' up out the streets
Stay in the streets all I can do is be me
With Flo Rida, nothing in common
I'm not a BoB hustle hard and I'm hands on
I'm a good guy that could transform
Did time I ain't ask for
Still sendin' mail through the hatch form
Different city within the city
More overcrowded than a ant farm
L-l-l-look, don't try this at home

Out my window i see everything I dream about
And wish I had it (retawdid, I'm retawdid)
Out my window i see everything I dream about
And wish I had it (retawdid, I'm retawdid)
Hustle, Hustle, Hustle clock is ticking
Ain't' no time to kick it
Nothing comes from sleeping
But I’m dreaming on my true religion
Hustle, hustle, hustle gotta get it
On my true religion
Nothing come from sleepin', but I'm dreamin'
I'm 100it with it

I be loaded, thinkin' of condos
(Gizzle, what) product of a broken home
P-p-pray but I just hope that I
Don't ch-ch-choke what I'm smokin' on
Potent, ocean-grown, no cologne I just roll
Two-time convicted felon, dumb shit
Get at me
Yeah it's Luca Brasi right here talkin' bitch
You know I got them racks
I'mma shooter, with a shooter
I ain't never pay for that (Shout-Out)
Young Money wanna sign me (Shout-Out)
My rap jacket too violent (What's that?)
Bread Winner, 100it Gang
That's Dreco and Mazi

Out my window i see everything I dream about
And wish I had it (retawdid, I'm retawdid)
Out my window i see everything I dream about
And wish I had it (retawdid, I'm retawdid)
Hustle, Hustle, Hustle clock is ticking
Ain't' no time to kick it
Nothing comes from sleeping
But I’m dreaming on my true religion
Hustle, hustle, hustle gotta get it
On my true religion
Nothing come from sleepin', but I'm dreamin'
I'm 100it with it