Letra de Minute Maid - Hurricane Wisdom

(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)

Take my time, take this shit—

And let the beat ride

Oh, oh

(These folks got to hear this shit, Saucii)

Oh, oh

Let the beat ride

I'll say life's too short, but it ain't minute-made

You fucked around and gave me seeds, I fucked around and I made lemonade

They say the top be where the ceiling stays

No, I can't drop 'cause I can't stop, you know that story 'bout Lil Hurricane

And I still pray for better days

I lost two niggas back-to-back, I swear to God this shit get hella strange

I move with ease, I'm on a better pace

I keep my heat in case the weather change, I'm used to seein' rainy days

I don't compete, but this shit still a race

Only see me, but I'm in second place just hopin' I can shake and bake

See, this life ain't got no shortcuts, only hard routes

So I do this for my heart now 'cause I'm goin' all out

See, I just let the beat ride and catch a nice flow

Remember there was times we was sleepin' on the floor

Hold a teddy like a sleep, this shit get sweet, no, I can't sleep no more

'Cause this the shit that I been fiendin' for

And I swear this shit get crazy

Wake up in the morning, get a text from Rod Wavey

Uh, and I'm still young and dangerous

My lyrics tell a story, you just got to flip the pages

I'll say life's too short, but it ain't minute-made

You fucked around and gave me seeds, I fucked around and I made lemonade

They say the top be where the ceiling stays

No, I can't drop 'cause I can't stop, you know that story 'bout Lil Hurricane

And I still pray for better days

I lost two niggas back-to-back, I swear to God this shit get hella strange

I move with ease, I'm on a better pace

I keep my heat in case the weather change, I'm used to seein' rainy days

But Hurricane bring that rain, do you notice?

But I had to make some thunder, make 'em notice

It's not about hard times, you need to focus

It's probably the reason why I stay loaded

And not a little, a lotta, a lotta, yeah

That's probably the reason why a nigga keep on rollin'

Mama said for me to go to college and

I say, "I'm sorry, mama, I ain't goin'" ('Cause it's my life)

Tryna chase my past, I'ma leave it behind

And I been in my bag, you can check the design

If you ain't with that, bitch, you get the peace sign

Or you get declined 'cause it's all in due time

Life's too short, but it ain't minute-made

You fucked around and gave me seeds, I fucked around and I made lemonade

They say the top be where the ceiling stays

No, I can't drop 'cause I can't stop, you know that story 'bout Lil Hurricane

And I still pray for better days

I lost two niggas back-to-back, I swear to God this shit get hella strange

I move with ease, I'm on a better pace

I keep my heat in case the weather change, I'm used to seein' rainy days

Hurricane bring that—

Hurricane bring that motherfuckin' rain, on God

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

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