Eightball - Time lyrics
rate me3 kids started off being friends to the end <br />
Growing up in a time that turned boys to men <br />
Carlo was the slick one the little girls liked him <br />
And all the little niggaz in the hood wanted to fight him <br />
But Carlo main nigga James wasn't having that <br />
James had boxing game and left niggaz laying flat <br />
All of us 12 or 13 at the time <br />
Drinking cheap wine and smokin' brown bag dimes <br />
I was into writing rhyme in class at school <br />
Waitin' for the bell to ring so we can go and shoot pool <br />
One day, some up the block niggaz came talking shit <br />
Bragin' on they clique, and how many crews they click with <br />
Tryin' to start some extra clip shit, them niggaz so for real <br />
James so cool to get with fucked his whole grill <br />
Carlo, that slick nigga pulled a 22 <br />
They got some heat too, what the fuck we gonna do? <br />
Bust and hit the backdoor, now we in the alleyway <br />
Running, heart pumpin' fast tryin' to see another day <br />
Blessed to escape the mayhem <br />
Time and time again, we escaped the mayhem <br />
[Talking] <br />
Yo, what's been goin' on dogg? <br />
Man, that shit goin' down dogg <br />
what's goin' down with you? <br />
I done heard you got rich huh? <br />
You don't fuck around with us in the hood no more huh? <br />
You know it's funny how shit changes, right? <br />
How life can loosen up a friendship that's so tight <br />
Years after all the horseplay and misdemeanor crimes <br />
Us being homeboys, didn't seem so fine <br />
Years of just fuckin' around, rappin' in the neighborhood <br />
Found me with a gold album, tryin' to live my life good <br />
Carlo got popped with 8 keys in a minivan <br />
Somewhere in Tex, Arcan, doin' about a hundred man <br />
That nigga James, straight cutthroat on them snouts <br />
Robbin' dope boys, gettin' what the fuck he want <br />
The game changed, now you gotta play with death <br />
Now I have to ask myself <br />
Chorus: <br />
Do you remember your childhood, back when <br />
You didn't have to have loot, to have friends <br />
Now it's all about your benjamins, your cash flow <br />
And if a nigga fuck with that, he better know <br />
Time changed everything, between us <br />
And if I see you in the streets, I gotta bust <br />
You used to be a friend to me, one I could trust <br />
Now if you see me in the streets, you better bust <br />
One day, I'm on my way to the studio, ya dig? <br />
Pick up a zip of hay, after I drop off my kids <br />
Flippin' through the hood, seen James with his little crew <br />
Blue rags up, in a drop top Malibu <br />
Bloodshot eyes, I could smell the dip burnin' <br />
Bumpin' DJ Squeeky, flashin' what the earnin' <br />
He asked about Carlo, well what can I say? <br />
I write him when I get a chance, but I pray for him everyday <br />
Lookin' at my ride, tellin' me nigga you comin' up <br />
Fuckin' with that rappin' stuff, I guess you just forgot about us <br />
Nah cat, it ain't like that <br />
I gotta eat, that's when James clicked and pulled out his fuckin' heat <br />
I hit the gas, he kept bustin' till the clip was empty <br />
17 shots, and didn't nothin hot nip me <br />
Quickly, grabbed my shit and opened it up wide <br />
The nigga on the passenger side instantly died <br />
James bailed, I gave chase, fuck the consequence <br />
If I let him live, he'll start another incident <br />
12 years ago, I never thought I'd see the day <br />
Shit would ever be this way <br />
Chorus
