Time I Got Left
Avant-garde, Hip-hop, old school hip-hop, rap, trap, boom bap, conscious rap, alternative hip-hop, experimental rap, underground hip-hop, clear vocal,grime,drill, cloud rap, hardcore rap, west coast
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Time I Got Left
Avant-garde, Hip-hop, old school hip-hop, rap, trap, boom bap, conscious rap, alternative hip-hop, experimental rap, underground hip-hop, clear vocal,grime,drill, cloud rap, hardcore rap, west coast
Creator: DreamOUTRelease Date: April 10, 2025
Lyrics
(Intro – Spoken)
Yeah...
Been runnin’ too long from the mess I made...
But maybe I still got time.
(Verse 1)
So I stare at the cracks in the mirror I broke,
Every line got a story I never spoke.
So I trace every scar like a map to the truth,
See a man who was lost, tryna outrun youth.
So I lied, so I laughed, so I played like a king,
Built a throne outta silence and suffering.
So I ran, so I fought, so I drowned in the pride,
Now I sift through the wreckage I used to hide.
(Hook 1)
Maybe I won't make it right—
But maybe I can try tonight.
Maybe time ain’t kind to thieves,
But maybe grace still believes.
(Verse 2)
So I count every friend that I pushed away,
Like ghosts in the room that forgot to stay.
So I burn every bridge with a poet’s pen,
Then cry in the ash like I lost again.
So I swore, so I snapped, so I blamed every face,
Built excuses to cover what I couldn’t replace.
So I drink, so I smoke, so I laugh like I'm fine,
But I’m haunted by clocks and the weight of time.
(Chorus)
So I walk, so I fall, so I crawl through regret,
Tryna trade all the pain for some peace I ain’t met.
So I bleed, so I pray, so I bend till I break,
Still I rise with the hope that my soul can remake.
(Bridge – Slow Down)
Ayy…
What if this is the last time I get to breathe deep?
What if next life depends on the one that I keep?
What if heaven ain't gates, but the lessons we sow?
What if “good” ain't a place, but the way that we grow?
(Verse 3 – Flow Switch)
So I own it now—every fault, every flaw,
Every rule that I bent, every self-made law.
So I stand in the dark, but my hands still shake,
Tryna build from the pieces I chose to break.
So I reach, so I write, so I speak to the sky,
Sayin’ “God, I was wrong—but I’m still gonna try.”
So I learn, so I lose, so I give what I can,
In this life or the next, I will die a good man.
(Chorus 2 – Call & Response)
So I walk, so I fall, (Then rise?) so I crawl through regret,
Tryna trade all the pain (For what?) for some peace I ain’t met.
So I bleed, so I pray, (Still true?) so I bend till I break,
Still I rise with the hope (One day?) my soul can remake.
(Outro – Whisper/Fade)
So I see, so I know, so I let it all go...
In the next life, I’ll be better.
But this one ain’t over.
Yeah...
Been runnin’ too long from the mess I made...
But maybe I still got time.
(Verse 1)
So I stare at the cracks in the mirror I broke,
Every line got a story I never spoke.
So I trace every scar like a map to the truth,
See a man who was lost, tryna outrun youth.
So I lied, so I laughed, so I played like a king,
Built a throne outta silence and suffering.
So I ran, so I fought, so I drowned in the pride,
Now I sift through the wreckage I used to hide.
(Hook 1)
Maybe I won't make it right—
But maybe I can try tonight.
Maybe time ain’t kind to thieves,
But maybe grace still believes.
(Verse 2)
So I count every friend that I pushed away,
Like ghosts in the room that forgot to stay.
So I burn every bridge with a poet’s pen,
Then cry in the ash like I lost again.
So I swore, so I snapped, so I blamed every face,
Built excuses to cover what I couldn’t replace.
So I drink, so I smoke, so I laugh like I'm fine,
But I’m haunted by clocks and the weight of time.
(Chorus)
So I walk, so I fall, so I crawl through regret,
Tryna trade all the pain for some peace I ain’t met.
So I bleed, so I pray, so I bend till I break,
Still I rise with the hope that my soul can remake.
(Bridge – Slow Down)
Ayy…
What if this is the last time I get to breathe deep?
What if next life depends on the one that I keep?
What if heaven ain't gates, but the lessons we sow?
What if “good” ain't a place, but the way that we grow?
(Verse 3 – Flow Switch)
So I own it now—every fault, every flaw,
Every rule that I bent, every self-made law.
So I stand in the dark, but my hands still shake,
Tryna build from the pieces I chose to break.
So I reach, so I write, so I speak to the sky,
Sayin’ “God, I was wrong—but I’m still gonna try.”
So I learn, so I lose, so I give what I can,
In this life or the next, I will die a good man.
(Chorus 2 – Call & Response)
So I walk, so I fall, (Then rise?) so I crawl through regret,
Tryna trade all the pain (For what?) for some peace I ain’t met.
So I bleed, so I pray, (Still true?) so I bend till I break,
Still I rise with the hope (One day?) my soul can remake.
(Outro – Whisper/Fade)
So I see, so I know, so I let it all go...
In the next life, I’ll be better.
But this one ain’t over.