Full Time Lyrics

No more part time, it's go time

Want music as my full-time job

It's time to believe in my lines

I'd go hard like a full-time job

Go hard if it was my full-time job

Work day and night for I want

For I want is to be played

Full time job, I'd go to work

I'm losing time in this head of mine

Under this teeth shine, feeling defeated at times

Should be on N.Y times front page, eyes behind shades

Cause my N.Y rhymes, are old Brooklyn days

And factories that paved the way for lofts

I need G's what I get paid today is soft

When I can slave away in my craft

Cotton picking ideas cut from a different cloth

Won't be stolen for masters, may I own my songs

May I own my life, I owe a few if I get on

I need to get applying, get writing, get something

Do more trying less nail biting, I'm sighing

It's not science I can take off like a rocket

No could a been took off if I was more cocky

I'm not rocky but been through the ringer

Lights at night after my hospital stay are a trigger

A nigga iv drip was a lot was sick what I got

Diabetic diagnosed, now I know, praise god

I survived, guy in the bed next to mine, leg severed

Taking some care of myself I don't want to suffer

Need to care for my mental it's not separate

Depressed suppressing my past so it don't surface

Sometimes tears run like a faucet I'm not doing more

Life is a long class and I'm failing the course

No more part time, it's go time

Want music as my full-time job

It's time to believe in my lines

I'd go hard like a full-time job

Go hard if it was my full-time job

Work day and night for I want

For I want is to be played

Full time job, I'd go to work

If I make it, coworkers could be blood suckers

Checking me more than I check my blood sugar

But where I'm at, drained the soul of a nigga

I know I'd be happier as a rapper singer

So let me string together my old memories

For the right girl I can write odes for centuries

I can feel I'm owed and go woe is me

Or stop being at odds with myself go on this odyssey

A part time job wasn't too much cause I'm lazy

But cause losing my drive there drove me crazy

Now I'm driven towards beating the odds

Looking towards the after this afterschool job

God I pray kids I impacted break the ceiling

Ky's for the children like Wu's for the children

For my own future children I got to act grown

Late twenties, what greatest I've shown

Chief keef my age, in it a decade long

Couldn't keep being afraid of my songs

I don't like that for so long I was stuck

Not moving right like Jabba the Hut, in a rut

Now trying run rap like a space crime boss

Just had to get out my own way to floss

Sometimes tears run like a faucet I'm not doing more

Life is a long class Imma start passing the course

No more part time, it's go time

Want music as my full-time job

It's time to believe in my lines

I'd go hard like a full-time job

Go hard if it was my full-time job

Work day and night for I want

For I want is to be played

Full time job, I'd go to work