Maybe I need them blues clues
A cruise, a new coupe
I'm popping them pills I need a new ruse
To every nigga hating on my day ones
I'm a minute past due and you gon' meet me when I stop
Losses I'm counting, I don't know a number past ten
And English my second, I don't know how to past tense
I live for my city on some Compton shit
I live for the problems, I'm counting on that crown lend
Oh, Your life
My time
Account for all of the lies
Your life
It's your own to take, but your soul is mine to make
I cop all the assets and steal all the masses
I f*ck all the precious and leave the bitches breathless
I took a tour out, let's face it, you're never breaking even
When the people in your circle can't be pushed until they break
I pop and I dove inside the coupe
I lost and I broke the path that led on, chasing the truth
And I don't know what to neglect
Cause the minute's over counting and the seconds only pass
LIFE
Oh, Your life
My time
Account for all of the lies
Your life
The single, the minute, the power, you've been there
I'll show you once that I've been here before
If I wasn't f*cking bitches, I was in there with the hoes
Curtains closed, we don't stop until the lights go
Talking with the visions, I don't know if I'ma like those
Secondary message on the essence of God
If I'm at the start of this box, who knows how many it'll stop
An addiction's a notice, you'll get the moments before
But one box is full of twenties and I want just twenty more
Boko - Your Life Lyrics
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Maybe I need them blues clues
A cruise, a new coupe
I'm popping them pills I need a new ruse
To every nigga hating on my day ones
I'm a minute past due and you gon' meet me when I stop
Losses I'm counting, I don't know a number past ten
And English my second, I don't know how to past tense
I live for my city on some Compton shit
I live for the problems, I'm counting on that crown lend
Oh, Your life
My time
Account for all of the lies
Your life
It's your own to take, but your soul is mine to make
I cop all the assets and steal all the masses
I f*ck all the precious and leave the bitches breathless
I took a tour out, let's face it, you're never breaking even
When the people in your circle can't be pushed until they break
I pop and I dove inside the coupe
I lost and I broke the path that led on, chasing the truth
And I don't know what to neglect
Cause the minute's over counting and the seconds only pass
LIFE
Oh, Your life
My time
Account for all of the lies
Your life
The single, the minute, the power, you've been there
I'll show you once that I've been here before
If I wasn't f*cking bitches, I was in there with the hoes
Curtains closed, we don't stop until the lights go
Talking with the visions, I don't know if I'ma like those
Secondary message on the essence of God
If I'm at the start of this box, who knows how many it'll stop
An addiction's a notice, you'll get the moments before
But one box is full of twenties and I want just twenty more
A cruise, a new coupe
I'm popping them pills I need a new ruse
To every nigga hating on my day ones
I'm a minute past due and you gon' meet me when I stop
Losses I'm counting, I don't know a number past ten
And English my second, I don't know how to past tense
I live for my city on some Compton shit
I live for the problems, I'm counting on that crown lend
Oh, Your life
My time
Account for all of the lies
Your life
It's your own to take, but your soul is mine to make
I cop all the assets and steal all the masses
I f*ck all the precious and leave the bitches breathless
I took a tour out, let's face it, you're never breaking even
When the people in your circle can't be pushed until they break
I pop and I dove inside the coupe
I lost and I broke the path that led on, chasing the truth
And I don't know what to neglect
Cause the minute's over counting and the seconds only pass
LIFE
Oh, Your life
My time
Account for all of the lies
Your life
The single, the minute, the power, you've been there
I'll show you once that I've been here before
If I wasn't f*cking bitches, I was in there with the hoes
Curtains closed, we don't stop until the lights go
Talking with the visions, I don't know if I'ma like those
Secondary message on the essence of God
If I'm at the start of this box, who knows how many it'll stop
An addiction's a notice, you'll get the moments before
But one box is full of twenties and I want just twenty more
Writer: Boštjan Hočevar
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