Time To Time 2 by Terry F Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Falling in a dream, and I ain't trying to wake up
This way, I'm closer to my goal like a layup
Some people would do whatever it takes to get the cake up
Even self expose, like bitches without makeup
Used to want to push weight, like a sumo wrestler
Cause I witnessed all the money in my idol's possession
Now I'm focused on this music, every song is a blessing
It's like I bring the reverend to all of my studio sessions
Try to keep a sober mind when it comes to business
But when it's studio time, then it's time to get lifted
Music is my life, and I'm in tune with myself
Make music, make money, I'm in tune with my wealth
Yeah, you can blow up with a room full of help
But you ain't really got it, you won't move off the shelf
They say practice makes perfect, but this is perfect practice
Cause this is not a hobby, this here is a habit
You must be a little lighter, cause you can never match it
Make you feel every point like getting thrown into a cactus
People sleeping on me I'll be quick to flip your mattress and
Suffocate you with your pillow, send you back to napping
[Hook]
From time to time, I look behind me
Cause my future so bright, I look ahead it'll blind me fool
From time to time, I look behind me
Cause my future so bright, I look ahead it'll blind me fool
From time to time, I look behind me
Cause my future so bright, I look ahead it'll blind me fool
[Verse 2]
Try a sick experiment, but this is Spearmint
Bitch I don't take you serious, am I delirious
Damn I need a little payment, so who the fuck is paying
I'm like a bad surgeon, I'm bout to lose my patients
The time is fucked up, but you can't stop the weather
Got up and stirred some of that lean, mixed with Dr. Pepper
Only on occasion, when my mind is stressing
Perfect timing, with perfect rhyming, he gets progression
Calculate his steps since I learned to take steps
Bout to make the game pause, like I'm a ?
This is a masterpiece, pay respect
Like a Nike factory, we bout to make some checks
You can see the game's fucked up, it isn't that hard
I feel as though Imma' save it, memory card
My aim is precise, don't let them fools lie
Still on that bullshit, I'm aiming for that bullseye
[Hook]
Falling in a dream, and I ain't trying to wake up
This way, I'm closer to my goal like a layup
Some people would do whatever it takes to get the cake up
Even self expose, like bitches without makeup
Used to want to push weight, like a sumo wrestler
Cause I witnessed all the money in my idol's possession
Now I'm focused on this music, every song is a blessing
It's like I bring the reverend to all of my studio sessions
Try to keep a sober mind when it comes to business
But when it's studio time, then it's time to get lifted
Music is my life, and I'm in tune with myself
Make music, make money, I'm in tune with my wealth
Yeah, you can blow up with a room full of help
But you ain't really got it, you won't move off the shelf
They say practice makes perfect, but this is perfect practice
Cause this is not a hobby, this here is a habit
You must be a little lighter, cause you can never match it
Make you feel every point like getting thrown into a cactus
People sleeping on me I'll be quick to flip your mattress and
Suffocate you with your pillow, send you back to napping
[Hook]
From time to time, I look behind me
Cause my future so bright, I look ahead it'll blind me fool
From time to time, I look behind me
Cause my future so bright, I look ahead it'll blind me fool
From time to time, I look behind me
Cause my future so bright, I look ahead it'll blind me fool
[Verse 2]
Try a sick experiment, but this is Spearmint
Bitch I don't take you serious, am I delirious
Damn I need a little payment, so who the fuck is paying
I'm like a bad surgeon, I'm bout to lose my patients
The time is fucked up, but you can't stop the weather
Got up and stirred some of that lean, mixed with Dr. Pepper
Only on occasion, when my mind is stressing
Perfect timing, with perfect rhyming, he gets progression
Calculate his steps since I learned to take steps
Bout to make the game pause, like I'm a ?
This is a masterpiece, pay respect
Like a Nike factory, we bout to make some checks
You can see the game's fucked up, it isn't that hard
I feel as though Imma' save it, memory card
My aim is precise, don't let them fools lie
Still on that bullshit, I'm aiming for that bullseye
[Hook]