It's time-yeah my shorties once again.
I was thinking some things and so I picked up my pen.
To share some thoughts that were on my mind.
Balancing bull sh*t-n-pressure and elevate my time.
Now usually I'm known to stay on the grind.
But I'm a Treasure hunter, still on my quest-n-tryna find.
Not a Pebble, But a Diamond that "bling"-- shines.
-n- whisper through my ear, like the wind, let me hear ya chime.
And when you speak, Project clear-n-Gently.
Make it sound good mami-like and oiled up Bentley.
And relax-get comfty and take the ride.
Not in the back- I wanna see you at my side.
So when I look to my right--I see you there.
You where you need to be- so you can stay right here.
But if you chose to leave--then have no fear.
No pressure applied, not at the begining-nor when the end is near.
Just be there when i call you, i may need you most.
And if not, i'll be aight-just floatin around like a ghost.
One thing 4 sure--I'll always be the same.
I'll just Re-stratigize on how I play the game.
I'm in to deep- I can't hit the reset button.
I'm at the finish line-n- endured all percussions.
So 2 my shorties-that's been mistreated-n-crashed-n-burned.
Get up shorty-shake it off- it was just another lesson learned.
Word's from Mr Slogan
In any relationship--- A hard head makes a --soft ass
So don't be the ass--and you'll get through--ya know
Black-n-mild Production----Dirty South.
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