Letra de About Time - Connor Price

Ah, about time

Let's go, uh (Woo)

They were raising the rent up (Rent up)

When enough was enough (Was enough)

Yeah, I just aim for the fence, bruh (Fence, bruh)

And we up, look at us (Look at us)

Used to hang in the whip, wow (Whip now)

Now it's plane to the bus (To the bus)

Yeah, they say it is what it is now (Is now)

But it ain't what it was (What it was)

It ain't what it used to be

Traded in the Jetta for some new keys, traded in my privacy for scrutiny

Workin' like there's two of me

Only time I'm on a losing streak's when I'm losing sleep (Right)

Lot of fakes, only green, is the jewelry

Said you gettin' bread but it's gluten-free

Me vs all of 'em, baby, shout-out to Jubilee

Do it for the future me, bet my eulogy goin' platinum, woah

Hundred singles, guess it's time I put an album out

See the numbers I was doin', still they try to count me out

I remember having one fan, room's crowded now

Planted seeds and waited, I can give myself flowers now ('Bout time)

I know they gonna talk when I drop this

If you gotta hate, go ahead, don't stop it

Boost what I do every time that you comment

Funny how your two cents turned into my profits

Woo, ah

They were raising the rent up (Rent up)

When enough was enough (Was enough)

Yeah, I just aim for the fence, bruh (Fence, bruh)

And we up, look at us (Look at us)

Used to hang in the whip, wow (Whip now)

Now it's plane to the bus (To the bus)

Yeah, they say it is what it is now (Is now)

But it ain't what it was (What it was)

Thrift shop vibes, shout-out Macklemore

Sold out a show, so they add—

One sec, buddy, I gotta finish this verse

I don't even bull like a Matador

Still up in the—, ha-ha, okay, one second, look, uh

Thrift shop vibes, shout-out Macklemore

Sold out shows, so they added more

I ain't with the bull, not a Matador

Still up in the house, stayin' golden like a Labrador

Hurricane category five when I stepped in (Woah)

Feelin' blessed 'cause my son is my best friend (Woah)

Not puttin' family first is a dead end

Hope you get the message like it's blue when I press send, yeah

Everything is workin' out, but my plan has still got a backup

Never know when it could disappear, you gettin' CapCut

Savin' for a rainy day, you can't predict a flash flood

Gotta get my cash up, 'bout the paper and the bags, something like a packed lunch (Woo)

They were raising the rent up (Rent up)

When enough was enough (Was enough)

Yeah, I just aim for the fence, bruh (Fence, bruh)

And we up, look at us (Look at us)

Used to hang in the whip, wow (Whip now)

Now it's plane to the bus (To the bus)

Yeah, they say it is what it is now (Is now)

But it ain't what it was (What it was)

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