Life At Tha Moment
Popularity ยท Low
Listen
YouTube
0:00 / 0:00
Loading YouTube player...
Lyrics offset
Synced
Lyrics
[Intro]
Big Juice tha Sip
[Chorus]
Racing against the clock, I cannot stop, got family overseas
Live a better life, let's do it right, I need 'em close to me
It's supposed to be more money more fuckin' problems
Guess I'm makin' way too much cause all the pain it just won't stop
[Verse 1]
And soon as I'm done mourning death, there's another 'round the corner
Lost my grandma 10 days later, uncle Carlos died a soldier
Grandpa Carlos was a Don, this pain weighing on my mother
And the year pops got dementia he lost two of his brothers
Shit, that's prolly reason why, one can only take so much in stride
Never met his third bro cause he lost him to the suicide
It's do or die, everything in life dear God I'm askin' why
I just keep it pushin', truth is I ain't got no time to cry
Tried to numb the pain with all these drugs but it ain't doin' shit
Only thing it'd get me is an expedited six foot ditch
Relaps rinse repeat, no I never said that I was perfect
Told the homies I can't kick it if all they doin' is poppin' percs
Most 'em understand, on the same shit doin' a lil better
Rest of 'em get mad, fuckin' j cats fuck up out my center
And if we gotta beef cause all I got time for is stayin' alive
Then come and pull up on me you know I'm right here on Mobile Drive
Cayle he got a drum, and he play that shit like he supposed to
I keep me a shank, PPKs, MP5's and a ghost gun
I'm out for the take, want it see it need it i'm obtaining
Thought he was my brother but he went out bad ended up rankin'
You might also like
Take The Field
Shakewell
Pemex
Fat Nick & Shakewell
Solutions
Shakewell
[Chorus]
Racing against the clock, I cannot stop, got family overseas
Live a better life, let's do it right, I need 'em close to me
It's supposed to be more money more fuckin' problems
Guess I'm makin' way too much cause all the pain it just won't stop
It's cause I'm racing against the clock, I cannot stop, got family overseas
Live a better life, let's do it right, I need 'em close to me
It's supposed to be more money more fuckin' problems
Guess I'm makin' way too much cause all the pain it just won't stop
[Verse 2]
Race the clock, I don't give a fuck bitch I'ma race the cops
They can't catch me in this helli 0-60 3.5
Wait a second 3.4, don't give a fuck just cannot go
Got this dirty clock and plus the scripts ain't in my name no more
So what to do, turn the corner fast and get up out they view
Rear view clear of red and blue I threw the work inside a bush
Yeah I know it's a called a bush I switch shit up for the rhyme
Glock it had a switch so all that matters they ain't find my nine
If I'm kind coulda pulled up over caught reckless endanger
Thing is I remembered in my trunk I got another banger
Ah shit, fuck, God damn it got some bodies on it
Takin' off, never shoulda loaned to tha lil homies
[Chorus]
Racing against the clock, I cannot stop, got family overseas
Live a better life, let's do it right, I need 'em close to me
It's supposed to be more money more fuckin' problems
Guess I'm makin' way too much cause all the pain it just won't stop
It's cause I'm racing against the clock, I cannot stop, got family overseas
Live a better life, let's do it right, I need 'em close to me
It's supposed to be more money more fuckin' problems
Guess I'm makin' way too much cause all the pain it just won't stop