A Day Late & A Dollar Short lyrics

[Intro: Boldy James]
Yeah, it's the Jacksonville
Uh-huh, 227
Creature Gang
What else?
Let’s get it (Uh-uh, uh)

[Verse 1: Boldy James]
It's time to pop a quart (Toast to the kid), know I'm a day late and a dollar short (Jack God)
Most of my n*ggas go for blood, this sh*t just not for sport (Game time)
Leave you hangin’ on for dear life with no life support (Grrt)
Gue got new AR, what the f*ck am I gon' argue for? (And new mag)
Work overpriced, but on the low, feel I could charge 'em more (Up the ticket)
Been pluggin' in on them brickies with no charger port (Tied in)
Wrapped a trail in the T-rex, know we some carnivores (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bro on your whip and wе ain't ever saw that car beforе (Heads up)
Knew the 48 Laws of Power from Amaru Shakur (2Pac's back)
Ain't had to sit down, do no bid to read The Art of War (Not at all)
That's all the more reason to live, though my heart was pure (To the fullest)
Trizzy got chipped when we was just leavin’ the party store (Bro-bro)
Highland Park to them park benches, now we park resort (What else?)
Took so many trips out the way, can damn near start a tour (We the Mafia)
Get him nicked by the Green Acres, no Zsa Zsa Gabor (Blockworks)
Big hammer on me, shoot my shot, bet I could spar with Thor (Grrt)

[Interlude]
Yo, shout out my n*gga Bo Jack
Dough Networkz Entertainment, man, this sh*t somethin’ like No Limit
Ayo, BabyRipGut, man, do your sh*t
[Verse 2: Trizz]
Ask who they talkin' ’bout when they bring up the coast, n*gga (Yeah)
I ain't had a job, my sh*t is soundin' like dope, n*gga
I'm on my way if it’s some money on the floor, n*gga (Yeah)
If you a b*tch and you ain't with it, you can't go with us
We to the moon, can't even go to the store with us (Skrrt)
All my n*ggas chasin' the vision 'cause we some go-getters (Yeah)
Who gon' lock and load with us when it's smoke, n*gga?
Everybody want it, my sh*t is purer than coke, n*gga (Yeah)
A hundred thousand in a year is what I made (Straight up)
It may not be a lot to you, but sh*t, I'm gettin' paid (Yeah)
f*ck the fame, I'm eatin' shrimp scampi with my dame (What up, baby?)
I got it made, I was gettin' this money 'fore I got laid
My mama gave me a knife before I caught a fade (Yeah)
Switchblade, I'm protected, expect it before it came
Say my name, all these destiny children givin' me brain
They either hate it or they love it like the Game, it's a shame

[Outro: Trizz]
n*gga
You n*ggas is b*tches
Dough, what up, n*gga?