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Lyrics

[Intro: Chase Moore] Never wanted something so bad Always find a way to make the time Calling on my line for these Lincoln's and these Kennedy's, yeah that's dead presidents [Verse 1: Illmac] Feels like, Pac in Juice, pushed me right off the roof Fall I hit, rock bottom stand and wipe off the wounds My third eye, never close but my sight's not askew Go to sleep and watch the world, through my cycloptic view, ooh Skeletons in my backyard buried 'em Let 'em dig they own grave if that's y'all narrative, fuck it Feel my heart, pound my chest, like I'm half-barbarian Her love's a drug, it's all in vain, black tar heroin Pride before the fall, crime before we ball Tryna get myself straight, no dead weight, I'm riding for us all I'm out the way, used to count the days, now I count my blessings A coward dies a thousand ways, I'ma live forever Tell me what you see, or what you feel You could have it all, but it's not enough, it's not enough Hand-me-downs brought me up, changed my clothes and not my ways I was raised from humble beginnings, I'm trying not to change [Chorus: Illmac & Chase Moore] Pain up in my vibe, dead people need my time, that's money on the line (Oh woah) Can't play 'em to the side, dead people need my time, that's money on the line (Oh woah) Pain up in my vibe, dead people need my time, that's money on the line (Oh woah) Can't play 'em to the side, dead people need my time, that's money on the line (Oh woah) [Verse 2: Chase Moore] Never wanted something so bad I can't ever go back, so I gotta own that I was lost in the seas, it fades away But it come right back around, 'round, 'round You say you hold me down, down, down Always find a way to make the time Calling on my line for these Lincoln's and these Kennedy's, yeah that's dead presidents They be asking what for We walked in the front door And built our own Rushmore The slogan is "Fuck y'all" But I still gotta pay the bills Like a Navy SEAL, I'm trained to kill It's safer buy them training wheels Say I won't I say I will [Chorus: Illmac & Chase Moore] Pain up in my vibe, dead people need my time, that's money on the line (Oh woah) Can't play 'em to the side, dead people need my time, that's money on the line (Oh woah) Pain up in my vibe, dead people need my time, that's money on the line (Oh woah) Can't play 'em to the side, dead people need my time, that's money on the line (Oh woah)