1:25 Lyrics - The Yellow Album - Dom Kennedy

Its 1: 25 baby and guess what we up doing 

Get money then you die my nigga 

Ain't really that much to it 

A lot of people have big plans 

I'm just the one that stuck to it 

A nigga tryna drive what Baby driving 

Shit, I'm tryna do what Puffy doing 

I feel like the guy in Crush Groove 

My whole life is like Crush Groove 

How things been since I left? 

I know these niggas now have very little respect 

That's why I came back to get you up out that dress 

And that was kinda direct but what else would you expect 

You can buy cars, big condos and jets 

Handguns and techs, you'll never get no respect 

She walks in the room kisses me on the neck 

Sits down on the couch like I'm tryna have sex 

Two months later her stomach it feels upset 

Took a pregnancy test shook her head and was yes 

Never meant to happen hoping it turns for the best 

Whatever the outcome I'm always gone have regrets 

I am not Jody you are not no Yvette 

'Fore charges get pressed I'ma go head and step 

If you getting money niggas gotta connect 

And I never smoke stress or wanna fuck w my ex 

It's 1: 25 baby (x4) 

Excuse my language but I done been through some shit 

One thing I knew is I never was finna quit 

Build a foundation it take time to get rich 

Instead of can tuna Ima fuck with this shrimp 

Get a nice car hit it off with some tint 

And every time I see my girl I hit her off with some rent 

I talk to the kids hit em off with some sense 

Don't talk to police you might get somebody pinched 

Never give a inch life can go in a flinch 

Don't day you got a gun when niggas know it's a wrench 

Hanging out with me feels like an event 

And I hit it one time she said, "Yea, I'm convinced" 

I know it's getting late but I ain't feeling content 

So I'ma pick this lock till I hear it go click 

Tryna get my chips and stay away from you simps 

If you happy being you I fuck with you on the strength 

It's 1: 25 baby (x4) 

You know, just living the way I was always meant to 

Ain't no coincidence, you work hard, you get what you deserve then you die 

The rest is up to you and how you spend it is up to you 

Tomorrow ain't promised for none of us 

That's why we pop champagne today! 

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