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Lyrify.me

By The Minute by Spiffy Evans Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

Evolving is every second
I never cease to amaze myself
I been pushing lately, but I gotta go harder

Any second this moment will pass, damn that real no cise
Word to Boss I'm still praying its gas
Me and bae need more outta life
I'm to rare like steak with no heat
Bars for hire, send fee for the beast
And I'm more into quality I spend fee on the treats
So basically Spiff ain't cheap
On the road to the A feel like Takeoff
All my youngs they gon slide like baseball
I'm focused on me but I'm still bout thе fam
I'm cool with OG's like Hunter and James
Cruisin in Crucеs with who knows
Where the women drink brews and earn Kudos
C, Ry, and Kai them my Kujoes
El Paso a bop so ride slow
Winning Chief so call me Mahomes
Getting better the heartthrob intentions
And we don't compete, but somebody gotta be losing when somebody winning
The organ mountain the sky candy tinted
This ain't my car ironically rented
The manager calls to check on the business
Ill never lose cause I'm never quitting
Im a pro with these tools let you know that I'm serious
Get rid of my doubt and start adding up digits
As soon as I win I thank God that we did it
Trusting the feeling, come up make a killing
They give you a moment make sure that they feel it
Fight for my honor with hallows till empty
Lend never borrow man sorrow bad energy
Paid by the minute I'm balling like Jimmy
Give it my all I just pray it don't kill me that word to Mahal, Jamar, Jamal
Not having just made me appreciate it, get wealth erase not having at all
Stumble don't fall had to push through that wall
Reaching these goals split check with the board
Moving together one honda accord
This by the minute let me give you a chorus
Say I need a minute to kill, Uh
I got the heart like the 89 pistons
Giving my all from the start to the finish I'm thanking God we get paid by the minute
(Repeat 4)

Lights what I'm after to make me name you taking my chain, nope spent that on land
Pivot or travel the world still touching these people and promise Ill be back again
These seconds so precious these minutes weigh heavy
Sockets got load that's a whole lotta zetti
350 a zip like a four corner chevy
Ready to blow but don't know if they ready
Sweat, Blood and tears till nothing to give
Fighting my demons Im dying to live
Plasma Tv's they big as walls in the crib
Leave on the lights cause momma we rich
Live by the minute Im hawking success
Running to hard like Zeke with the Bucs
All bout my fam man Hoss who I trust
Still love the game got cleats in my trunk
So far to go but the sky seems blue and the road seems clear so ima get through
I ain't got time for a fair-weather fan cause when the rain came that showed who true
Freestyle raps in the back yard with Boss so hard bra said damn you the truth
I said bra I'm the truth?
Like naw we new

Say I need a minute to kill, Uh
I got the heart like the 89 pistons
Giving my all from the start to the finish I'm thanking God we get paid by the minute
(Repeat 4)