Jabee

Jabee - Out Of Time lyrics

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(Hook)

Have you eva been incarcerated by yo mind?

I dunno, I dunno, they say I'm pro'ly outta town

I got home, I got home, turn it in for something that I can't get back

I pray the Lord my soul to take, we ate the trap

(Verse)

See, the future ain't promised, tomorrow ain't servin'

I'm livin' fo the moment, sick and tryna be perfect

I'da done all the dirt, put in work, tryna surface

What's the purpose, what's the purpose, is it worth it?

Not fo' certain. Hearin' voices in my head

Feelin' poison in my bed

I can live my whole life tryna poison you instead

I feel like Michael Jackson, he's a pain, won't let me sleep

I feel like I been rappin', since today I touch the streets

I'mma kill me a nigga if I eva go broke

Have you eva been broke and had to rob you a stowe

I been poor my whole life, watch my parents fuss and fight

Here we newtin' with the panthers, here we newtin' on the bike

It's all the same it's all the samae

Ain't nothin' change, it's all the same

If I give up, then you win it, and I ain't neva lost a thing

Except virginity, ability, ability, so meanacy

It's killin' me, I keep it transparent, a parent, hope you feelin'

Hook)

Have you eva been incarcerated by yo mind?

I dunno, I dunno, they say I'm pro'ly outta town

I got home, I got home, turn it in for something that I can't get back

I pray the Lord my soul to take, we ate the trap

Fuck, this on my mind, and I really shud x5

(Verse)

This dirty pistol stupid

My label got no clue just what to do with me

They think I’m Odd Future when I’m Isaac Hayes

Marvin Gaye, hot, tryna redefine gravity

All I know is pain, when it rains, it don't wash away

In the shower let it come, water run down my face

Slit my wrist, watch the blood whirlpool down the drain

Plot revenge on every nigga that doubted me

That's suicide and outta lead, the only one who doubts is me

Some sabotage, tall the dirt and (???)

Just a mirage, all along that shit was pro'ly me

Money's camouflage, that explains why a dolla's green

That's why we like to hide in it, just to dodge our enemies

I should have wrote the song coming home on the G-Train

Always feel alone, no reason for the nice days(?)

Rain rain rain, go away, but another thing's the sun neva come out

These clouds neva dissipate, scared of this great sun

And my something they don't give me

They treat me like a mess, they show 'em (???)

Indicated but a dull reflexion of my pigment

These white boys watching to the void and get their Bentley

I'm rappin' 'bout my life, I ain't rappin' 'bout no kid shit

I'm rappin' fo my sanity, that line just ain't a lyric

Scream it in my four corner room, no one hears it

I'mma kill me a nigga if I eva go broke

I'mma kill me a nigga if I eva lose hope

Sling dope for morals, for what you stand fo

These bitches need they red bottoms, they should stay (???), nigga

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