Short Timing (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Bill K. Kapri/David Doman/Christopher Noel Dorsey

Composed by：Bill K. Kapri/David Doman/Christopher Noel Dorsey

Produced by：D.A. Got That Dope

Short timing but I'm still gon' have to make it out

Short timing but I still gotta make it out d.a. got that d**e

Short timing but you still gotta make it out

Short timing but I still gotta make it out

Short timing but you still gon' have to make it out

Short timing but I still gotta make it out

I hit a nigga with a floater all in his mouth

Every day it's the same **** niggas hatin'

Every day it's the same **** I'm tired of waitin'

It be the same old ****

Same old **** different toilet

It be the same old **** different toilet

I'm a different kind of nigga can't buy this **** you gotta order it

I'm a different kind of nigga can't tear this **** you gotta burn it

Niggas know I'm a Snipe and I ain't tryna fight you gotta bury me

They send you to prison turn 'round and put you on probation

They put you on papers ninе out of ten you violatin'

Why the hell I can't bе strapped

I got these racks and niggas hatin'

How the hell I can't be strapped

I grew up Black and scared of racists

Knowin' any given moment you crackers'll up and start a riot

How I can't have a gun in this world

Everybody got it

How the hell I can't possess a firearm

I done got used to it

Tell your son to plea to do three cracker you do it

Everything that I'm gettin' I earned it

'Cause ***** I went through it

My brother spint the bin then burned it

I bought him a new Buick

Short timing but I still gotta make it out

Hit a nigga with a floater all in his mouth oh

It go short timing but I still gotta make it out

Freedom somethin' that we prayed every day about oh

Look

Twelve years sittin' in that cell that **** was ****** up

Say they'd free me if I tell they had me ****** up no

I been thuggin' since a lil' jit Gizzle a hardhead

Fentanyl flooded the yard and now my dog dead

All that politickin' and **** could get you stabbed up

For real

You ain't got that paperwork homie you gon' get ran up

For real

Hated 4 o'clock count time I had to stand up yeah

Love FaceTimin' my ***** she backin' that a*s up yeah

What you know about boilin' water all in a milk carton

What you know

Just so you can have hot food and drink some hot coffee

I could've died in the streets I took the hard route route

I made it out in one piece now let my dogs out free 'em

Short timing but we still gotta make it out

Freedom somethin' that we prayed every day about oh

Short timing but we still gotta make it out

That paperwork is somethin' that we didn't play about oh