Full time
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Straight up out of Y City
Where niggas hustling, automatic murder for
Sips of Henny
I had them niggas with the cemmies
Tryna murder the competition
Get money, that's the
Slick talk out of your mouth
That'll leave your partner missing
Project kitchin, where the workers whippin
If you don't make dollars
You don't make sence
If you don't cook you won't make shit
Niggas on that bullshit
They don't wanna make money
I knock the soul out your flesh
If you take from me i'm a hustler homie
Got a mini 14 with a muffler on it
Straight crush my oppanents
Verbaly, mentally, physically, or lyrically

Cause I move too fast
Another one in the stash home
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
I bet you can't outdo this
Grinding homie I got if you run up
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone

Never slippin, forever pimpin doing shows
Fucking these out of town bitches
I ain't looking for a misses
Not right now, baby I do my own dishes
Two guns, two clips on the waistline
No amps in the trunk
Still pumpin that baseline
Yeah brother, I still got it for cheep, homie
That cocaine is still on me
Take your pick, you want it soft
Or want it hard got the feends
Carey revolvers, and I cock it
Work so big, gotta move it in
Got choppers like them niggas rubber bands
Who tryna sell me another gram?

Cause I move too fast
Another one in the stash home
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
I bet you can't outdo this
Grinding homie I got if you run up
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone

I'm a hustler nigga, I'm a hustler nigga
When there's beef never trust these bitches
Got my eyes on these niggas
Yeah them cutthroats i got a sexy thing from
Longbeach i hit
That goes for those that try and run up on me
If you do
You better bring your whole fucking army
Homie, I tryna harm me gat on me, two shots
Don't be a dummy, just think about it
Hit you in the tummy, stretch you like Gumby
West Coast where my heart beats
Wat City where my heart be

Cause I move too fast
Another one in the stash home
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
I bet you can't outdo this




Grinding homie I got if you run up
Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone

Overall Meaning

In T-Rock's song "Full Time," the lyrics depict the artist's experiences and mentality as a hustler and gangsta living in Y City. The song begins with a description of the dangerous environment he comes from, where murder is a common occurrence over a sip of Henny. T-Rock emphasizes his dominance and desire to eliminate competition by stating he has weaponry and is ready to take out anyone standing in his way. He uses slick talk to intimidate and warns that crossing him will result in a partner going missing.


The lyrics also highlight T-Rock's hustling mindset, emphasizing the importance of making money and making sense. He underscores the significance of financial success, suggesting that without it, one's efforts are meaningless. T-Rock also addresses the idea that cooking drugs is the key to making money in his world, indicating his involvement in illegal activities.


The chorus of the song reflects T-Rock's fast-paced lifestyle and his determination as a full-time gangsta and hustler. He asserts his superiority and challenges others to outdo him, proclaiming his continued dedication to grinding and making money until he's gone.


Overall, "Full Time" provides insight into the mindset and experiences of T-Rock as a hustler and gangsta, capturing the harsh realities and aspirations of his lifestyle.


Line by Line Meaning

Straight up out of Y City
Originating from a dangerous city where crime and violence are prevalent


Where niggas hustling, automatic murder for Sips of Henny
In this city, people engage in illegal activities and are willing to kill over small things like a drink of Henny


I had them niggas with the cemmies Tryna murder the competition Get money, that's the
I had my associates armed with guns, ready to eliminate any competition that arises, because the main focus is making money


Slick talk out of your mouth That'll leave your partner missing
If you speak disrespectfully or provocatively, it may result in your partner disappearing or being harmed


Project kitchin, where the workers whippin If you don't make dollars You don't make sence
In the project kitchen, drug dealers are preparing drugs, and if you're not making money, you're not making any sense in this environment


If you don't cook you won't make shit Niggas on that bullshit They don't wanna make money
If you're not cooking drugs, you won't make any significant profit. There are people engaging in foolish behavior, avoiding making money


I knock the soul out your flesh If you take from me, I'm a hustler homie
I will inflict severe harm on you, even to the point of losing your life, if you attempt to steal from me because I am a dedicated hustler


Got a mini 14 with a muffler on it Straight crush my opponents Verbally, mentally, physically, or lyrically
I possess a silenced Mini 14 firearm and dominate my adversaries, whether it's through verbal confrontation, mental strategy, physical violence, or lyrical skill


Cause I move too fast Another one in the stash home Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
I am constantly on the move, acquiring more illegal goods to store at my place. Being a full-time gangster and hustler is my lifestyle until I die


I bet you can't outdo this Grinding homie I got if you run up Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
I am confident that you cannot surpass my level of dedication and hustling. If you try to confront me, I am well-prepared and will continue this lifestyle until I pass away


Never slipping, forever pimpin doing shows Fucking these out of town bitches I ain't looking for a misses
I am always cautious and in control, constantly engaging in sexual relationships with women from out of town. I am not currently seeking a committed relationship


Not right now, baby I do my own dishes Two guns, two clips on the waistline No amps in the trunk
At the moment, I am focused on myself and handle my own responsibilities. I carry two guns with ammunition on me, but I don't have any additional audio equipment in my car


Still pumpin that baseline Yeah brother, I still got it for cheap, homie That cocaine is still on me
I continue to distribute drugs, particularly cocaine, at a low price. I still have a significant amount of cocaine with me


Take your pick, you want it soft Or want it hard got the feens Carey revolvers, and I cock it
You can choose between the less potent or more potent form of drugs, as I have addicted customers. I carry handguns, and I am ready to use it


Work so big, gotta move it in Got choppers like them niggas rubber bands Who tryna sell me another gram?
The amount of drugs I handle is substantial, requiring me to transport it discreetly. I possess powerful weapons and connections to drug suppliers. Anyone interested in selling me more cocaine?


I'm a hustler nigga, I'm a hustler nigga When there's beef never trust these bitches
I identify as a dedicated hustler, and in situations of conflict, I never trust women involved as they may deceive or betray


Got my eyes on these niggas Yeah, them cutthroats, I got a sexy thing from Longbeach, I hit
I closely observe and monitor the actions of other individuals, particularly those who are ruthless and violent. I engaged in sexual activity with a attractive woman from Longbeach


That goes for those that try and run up on me If you do You better bring your whole fucking army
This applies to anyone attempting to confront or attack me. If you do, you better come prepared with a large group of armed individuals


Homie, I tryna harm me gat on me, two shots Don't be a dummy, just think about it Hit you in the tummy, stretch you like Gumby
My friend, don't attempt to cause harm to me, as I am armed with a firearm capable of firing two shots. Use your intelligence and contemplate the consequences. I will shoot you in the stomach, causing your body to contort like Gumby


West Coast where my heart beats Wat City where my heart be
My true connection and sense of belonging are with the West Coast, where I was born and raised. The city where I live is where my true essence resides


Cause I move too fast Another one in the stash home Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
My fast-paced lifestyle allows me to constantly acquire more illegal goods to store at my place. I am a full-time gangster and hustler until my life comes to an end


I bet you can't outdo this Grinding homie I got if you run up Full time gangsta, hustler till I'm gone
I confidently challenge you to surpass my level of dedication and hustling. If you try to confront me, I am well-prepared and will continue this lifestyle until I pass away




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