Timezones Feat. Outerspace-Reef The Lost Cauze

Intro:Word up, we all over the stage man Travel by train, bus, boat, car, or airplane I do my do, do my thing I gotta feed my family by all means necessary We all over the stage man I wanna be with you boo but I gotta do what I gotta do (Going out for the loot) Verse 1:It takes a lot to make your dreams come true If I could baby know that I would leave with you There's a lot things that me and Crypt still have to do Our dream is way bigger than having a fan or two I mean, the reason that I even do this now So you never have to work and then college is figured out Gotta leave that way so they can fill my shoes Can't walk barefooted then the grandkids lose And I was born to win, I gotta teach em the same Gotta make sure they never give up and maintain I gotta hit that stage, gotta go get paid Gotta bring it back and flip it a couple of different ways Don't miss me at all boys, just hold me down Help mines with the baby once I go outta town Don't trip, I'm still just a phone call away I'm still here every day if you need me either way Hook:And it feels like I'm a million miles from home Missing your face, envisioning your smile through the phone I miss my girl, my baby, and all that I know But I'm out the door, another tour, another timezone And it feels like I'm a million miles from home Missing your face, envisioning your smile through the phone I miss my girl, my baby, and all that I know But I'm out the door, another tour, another timezone Verse 2:As I lay here watching you peacefully sleep My son against your chest, heartbeat to heartbeat Searching for the right words to speak Trying hard not to weep Gotta be strong for y'all I am weak Feels like forever but it's only a couple of weeks I'll be gone but baby doll I'm never out of reach Plus the squad is chilling right up the street Any problems call up? he light up the street She laughed, told me don't trip, it's not an issue Just know I'm gonna miss you, from her purse she pulled a tissue Can I kiss you? I ask as I grab her sleeve My son looking at me like, "Daddy, don't leave." The hardest part of touring life, leaving the babies and your wife You think you can make this your life? It ain't easy hurting hearts and I'm home again But for now papa back on the road again Interlude:Word up, we all over the stage man Travel by train, bus, boat, car, or airplane I do my do, do my thing I gotta feed my family by all means necessary We all over the stage man I wanna be with you boo but I gotta do what I gotta do (Going out for the loot) Verse 3:When you see my bags packed save the attitude Maybe show appreciation, a little gratitude I know it's hard when I bounce, I ain't mad at you But this is all I got, something that I have to do Cause there's a lot I provide with a mic and a beat Like the roof on our head plus the light and the heat The little things that make our cipher complete I just ask you hold me down for a couple of weeks And I got my passport ready, time to cash in Rock shows crazy, look how they packed in Most cats came through it cause they lack gems Plus their biz ain't correct, they can't rip up the set Seven shows in a row, that's a vicious cycle Long journey on a bus got me going psycho No sleep till Philly, I'm a little stressed I'm back home, got a feeling I ain't never left Hook: