[Intro]
Bone Collector the plug
[Verse 1]
Motherfucker, please, catch me in the streets
Real hot boy playin' 400 degrees
Yosemite Sam, I don't hang if I don't got it
Might use a fake name, I ain't carryin' no wallet, shit
Ask me no questions I tell you no lies
Look me in my face, can you tell that I'm high?
My boy got cracked on trial for a murder
Seen his mama pass out when they read out the verdict
[Chorus]
I'm runnin' outta time here
If you don't get life then you get murdered and die here
But somehow I survive here
Three sixty-five 'round here is like a dog year
Feel like I'm runnin' outta time here
If you don't get life then you get murdered and die here
But somehow I survived here
Three sixty-five 'round here is like a dog year
[Verse 2]
Everybody gotta keep livin'
I'm on a whole other level, rich Crippin'
Representin' 10-8 'til the endin'
Don't ask how I'm feelin', I ain't workin' with no feelings
Worth over a million still be where they killin'
Still shootin' craps in the back of the buildin'
Tell me what they hit fo', nigga, when you get home
That meth takin' niggas out, please don't disappoint me
I been gettin' paid, I can't lie about that
In the latest new car ridin' 'round with my strap
A lotta shit changed, now I got expensive habits
I got better girls now, I don't fuck with ratchets
Bone Collector the plug
[Verse 1]
Motherfucker, please, catch me in the streets
Real hot boy playin' 400 degrees
Yosemite Sam, I don't hang if I don't got it
Might use a fake name, I ain't carryin' no wallet, shit
Ask me no questions I tell you no lies
Look me in my face, can you tell that I'm high?
My boy got cracked on trial for a murder
Seen his mama pass out when they read out the verdict
[Chorus]
I'm runnin' outta time here
If you don't get life then you get murdered and die here
But somehow I survive here
Three sixty-five 'round here is like a dog year
Feel like I'm runnin' outta time here
If you don't get life then you get murdered and die here
But somehow I survived here
Three sixty-five 'round here is like a dog year
[Verse 2]
Everybody gotta keep livin'
I'm on a whole other level, rich Crippin'
Representin' 10-8 'til the endin'
Don't ask how I'm feelin', I ain't workin' with no feelings
Worth over a million still be where they killin'
Still shootin' craps in the back of the buildin'
Tell me what they hit fo', nigga, when you get home
That meth takin' niggas out, please don't disappoint me
I been gettin' paid, I can't lie about that
In the latest new car ridin' 'round with my strap
A lotta shit changed, now I got expensive habits
I got better girls now, I don't fuck with ratchets
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