All gotta lean into something
Somethings always leaning on us
The punishment don’t fit the crime uncommitted
But this life’s just a cover up
We all got time
All got time on us
I wrap my books up in paper
But I missed the bus
So I went down to the quarry
Just to kick up some dust
It never went how I intended
Ah, Ever since
I always thought I’d exchange the cards I’d been given
But I must have been a pauper who never found a prince
We all got time
All got time on us
We find out time is on the line
When it’s all been drawn from us
The little cuss
We all got time
All got time on us
The little cuss
We all got time, all got time
All got time, all got time
We all got time,
We all got time on us
Yeah, the little cuss
