Luckz - 60 Seconds Lyrics

Yo, you already know
They don't even know
It's Luckz!

Drop the top and then I'm headin down the block, the engines revin'
If I take off then I'll be gone in less 60 seconds
Then it's right back to the block, ya Eglinton and Weston
Toronto's lil Harlem, problems ya we solve em
Weapons ya we got em cuz I can't afford time for stressin
Only place for skippin class, taught me a lesson
If there's beef, gotta get em, bullets flying, in every direction
Once that dude get hit, get the priest to bless him
Count the money, after that I'm in the whip speedin
Gettin top, from a dime half Indian, half Puerto Rican
Never interrupt me while I'm speaking
Cuz I'm liable to snap at any time for no reason
Got da choppas for the oppas, ya I'll leave em leakin
Never gonna stop us (never)
I'll have this finished by the evenin
Catch em while they woke or, catch em while they sleepin
Six City in this bitch the names Luckz
Rest in peace bitch

Yo what's good It's Luckz, leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can
(Yo It's Marv, I'm on da block, link me back nigga!)

Leave these niggas up in ditches but, I won't leave a witness
Clean up the mess, and leave in less than 60 minutes
A genie I'm granting wishes, countin up all the digits
Gotta use a calculator, cuz the math is too prestigious
Cash given like it's gifted, this is how I'm livin
Catch me in the kitchen, but I'm not tryna do the dishes
The work gotta flip it, the liquor, gotta sip it
Had to burn all of her photos just to see the bigger picture
Mind on my money, and sometimes on the bitches
Cuz all they do is try to stunt, and take all of your riches
Like Michael Jackson, I gotta tell em beat it
My times for stackin money and, you better believe it
Women change like the seasons, so, no I don't believe em
No time for playing games get, what I want and then I'm leaving
That's right I'm f*ckin leaving
I'm out of here, yeah

Marv on a f*ckin beat
Six City in this f*ckin bitch