Rush Hour Video (MV)
Performed By: Politik Da Politician
Featuring: Boi Yanel, Karina Flonnoy, Marcus Sharpe, Pelayo Lumbreras
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Politik Da Politician - Rush Hour Lyrics
How I'm this late and ahead of my class
Who was first saying this never would last
Play my role directing the cast
Ya shit is all an act and the acting is bad
Walking off the set, I'm just leaving my hood
I, won't let y'all forget when Im leaving for good
You niggas talk generational wealth
You niggas never talk liberation itself
I'm like hold up, who chasing the belt?
You ain't, boxing with God or raising this hell
These slugs dont move slow or stay in the shell
Travel fast as the lies you say to ya self
I got the sauce niggas sweet and sour
Pay my bills but they keep the power
Fame last bout a half an hour
I made cash on our last encounter
Guess I'm ready for The Weeknd after hours
What's ours?
We the plug, but still ain't got enough power
Stuck in traffic Chris & Jackie nigga rush hour
We gone hold it down see it's up now
I ain't ever stopping, Im in it for life now
Leave it better than I found it envision my lifestyle
Clbums keep dropping can't get me to pipe down
Headed to the stars, like where is this flight bound
Im more Huey P than Pharrell at Louie V
My momma, definitely got through to me
God bathed me in jewelry
Washed me in glory, they point like who is he?
The sun the stars and the moon
Cs a child I imagined it all in my room
City lights dim the night sky limited dreams
Making whatever money I could fit in my jeans
The hood ate me up and spit me out
Police search my car, tryna sit me down
Look what they found
Sadè, is it a crime? What is it this time?
No coke but I get out of line
What's ours?
We the plug, but still ain't got enough power
Stuck in traffic Chris & Jackie nigga rush hour
We gone hold it down see it's up now
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How I'm this late and ahead of my class
Who was first saying this never would last
Play my role directing the cast
Ya shit is all an act and the acting is bad
Walking off the set, I'm just leaving my hood
I, won't let y'all forget when Im leaving for good
You niggas talk generational wealth
You niggas never talk liberation itself
I'm like hold up, who chasing the belt?
You ain't, boxing with God or raising this hell
These slugs dont move slow or stay in the shell
Travel fast as the lies you say to ya self
I got the sauce niggas sweet and sour
Pay my bills but they keep the power
Fame last bout a half an hour
I made cash on our last encounter
Guess I'm ready for The Weeknd after hours
What's ours?
We the plug, but still ain't got enough power
Stuck in traffic Chris & Jackie nigga rush hour
We gone hold it down see it's up now
I ain't ever stopping, Im in it for life now
Leave it better than I found it envision my lifestyle
Clbums keep dropping can't get me to pipe down
Headed to the stars, like where is this flight bound
Im more Huey P than Pharrell at Louie V
My momma, definitely got through to me
God bathed me in jewelry
Washed me in glory, they point like who is he?
The sun the stars and the moon
Cs a child I imagined it all in my room
City lights dim the night sky limited dreams
Making whatever money I could fit in my jeans
The hood ate me up and spit me out
Police search my car, tryna sit me down
Look what they found
Sadè, is it a crime? What is it this time?
No coke but I get out of line
What's ours?
We the plug, but still ain't got enough power
Stuck in traffic Chris & Jackie nigga rush hour
We gone hold it down see it's up now
Who was first saying this never would last
Play my role directing the cast
Ya shit is all an act and the acting is bad
Walking off the set, I'm just leaving my hood
I, won't let y'all forget when Im leaving for good
You niggas talk generational wealth
You niggas never talk liberation itself
I'm like hold up, who chasing the belt?
You ain't, boxing with God or raising this hell
These slugs dont move slow or stay in the shell
Travel fast as the lies you say to ya self
I got the sauce niggas sweet and sour
Pay my bills but they keep the power
Fame last bout a half an hour
I made cash on our last encounter
Guess I'm ready for The Weeknd after hours
What's ours?
We the plug, but still ain't got enough power
Stuck in traffic Chris & Jackie nigga rush hour
We gone hold it down see it's up now
I ain't ever stopping, Im in it for life now
Leave it better than I found it envision my lifestyle
Clbums keep dropping can't get me to pipe down
Headed to the stars, like where is this flight bound
Im more Huey P than Pharrell at Louie V
My momma, definitely got through to me
God bathed me in jewelry
Washed me in glory, they point like who is he?
The sun the stars and the moon
Cs a child I imagined it all in my room
City lights dim the night sky limited dreams
Making whatever money I could fit in my jeans
The hood ate me up and spit me out
Police search my car, tryna sit me down
Look what they found
Sadè, is it a crime? What is it this time?
No coke but I get out of line
What's ours?
We the plug, but still ain't got enough power
Stuck in traffic Chris & Jackie nigga rush hour
We gone hold it down see it's up now