Final Hour Lyrics
Catch me running to the money until my feet lose feelin’
stack it wall to wall till its leaking through the ceilin’
Man, all f-cking hundreds so whats that like a zillion?
working grave yard shifts cause were finna make a killin’
Went from intern to the owner of the building
Bussin nuts counting money like ohhh what a feelin
To be seeing what I’m seeing after I’ve seen what I’ve seen
its like acting out a scene from a dream of my dream
I got a dream that’s worth more then my reality
And pride that’s worth more then a salary
And a text from the girl I love I stopped calling
Quote “I hope its worth all it”
Sometimes I feel I’m working just to work harder
And then work harder then who worked the hardest
Man the life of a workaholic
You either on your work or just workin on it
Man f-ck it kill’em all we gunna need a ton of flowers
And if you need impossible give me bout an hour
Its time to turn a Polaroid to a portrait
Rockin’ street clothes gettin money like I’m corporate
Young and gettin it, isn’t life gorgeous?
Bet the crib on em and you’ll end up with a fortress
And ima need that new condo, town home, brown stone
should I f-ck with the Dow Jones
Or maybe I’ll put money on the block instead?
There’s no need to save I could get change off the street next to the meter maid.
Cause I need a maid house with a piece of shade
Butler’s doing such a good job that they need a raise
Bad chick with an angel ass and an Aaliyah face
Tryna show a little TNA
Hell ya I’m tryna see the day
Man, life is so bright when you don’t see the grey
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The new school appointed me to lead the way
A real n-gga to the DNA.
Me Mike Grace and Dilla sticking to the script
and what’s her name still licken on my tip
Gon a head and tell these bitches who they f-ckin with
Man to get where I’m at I’ll make her suck a hundred d-cks
Man to get where I’m at I’ll make her suck a hundred d-cks
Her mouth lookin like damn it
Because me and Canon, and to get where we at she had to suck a hundred d-cks
Man I got on versace shades, Versace belt, versace shoes
I might’ve f-cked around and been the freshest n-gga in the world today.
You dont understand man I came from nothing
This what I dreamed about
This what we dreamed about
Boy
