Kane And Able Time After Time Lyrics

Time After Time Lyrics

We gonna ball till we fall



Were real soldiers gonna be there when the homies call x2







Chorus:



If you're lost and you look then you will find me



Time after time (only time will tell)



If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting 



Time after time







Kane:



The ghetto's tryin to kill me



That's why I stay faded and stoned



Cause when I leave the house I never know if I'm comin home



Bullets got no name it's the dirty game



Wannabe thugs drive by for some ghetto fame



The homie got popped six times needs surgery



Hit my cigar holdin tears cause its hurtin me



I write my cousin in the pen to see if he okay



He's locked up on his little girl's first birthday



To this day love my homies dearly down to die wit em'



I ball and they ball you hear me ima ride wit em'



You fall then we fall I be there when you need me



Its easy all you gotta do is beep me







Chorus x3







(Rapping while chorus is still going)



Master P:



We gonna ball till we fall



We're real soldiers we'll be there when the homies call







Master P:



This Ghetto Got Me trapped



And homies I feel your pain



See these streets is like a living hell 



and the devil be the dope man



And everybody wanna fix from heron to even powder



My little nephew's a crack baby



When he hollas momma put dinner in his baby bottle



These streets got me doin' shit that I really don't want to



But niggas gotta be strapped 



with bulletproof vest or homies will ride



Through and just blast on you



And the game got me trippin



But you know I'm never slippin



And every bitch wit a pretty face and a big butt



U can't just jump in a pool skinny-dippin



Cause you know what life ain't the same nigga



And I mean times can change keep your eyes on your enemy



If you a hustler get what you got to get and get out man



Cause ah see these streets they don't pay to be dumb



And real homies stick together like Kane and Able, P and down to ride 



When the time come







Chorus x2







(Rapping while chorus still going)



Master P:



We gonna ball till we fall



We're real soldiers we'll be there when the homies callx2







Abel:



I watched my nieces and nephews grow



Before my very eyes



I pray that they could make somethin' out of their lives



You could lose your breath at the speed of light



What if I'm deaf chasin' dream's in the heat of the night



You might could lose your sight



In these streets ain't no peace



What your eyes see the last man standing off his feet



But times have changed neva love material thangs



If I could promise anythang you gonna leave the way you came



Check my homie Sean Digs doin' life plus one



(So) when he called me collect to accept I press one



My Benz is your Benz, my house is your home



If you eva need a friend then call Abel on the phone







Chorus x3



(Yo)



(This is for the real ballers and players out there)



(Time after time)



(Haha)



(Gonna ball till' we fall 



but we gotta be there when the homies call)



(We bout it bout it)



(For real send a few dollars to your boy 



in the penitentiary keep your boy on the streets)



(You know what real homies stick together 



they don't turn on each other remember that)



(No Limit family baby)



(Master P, Kane, and Abel)



(To the world)



(Haha)



(We're here when all our homies need us 



though you heard me ain't nothing changed)



(Just gotta live with changin through 



cuz it still the same though it still the same)



(Down for whateva)



(No Limit For Life Baby)