No Time
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
All I chase is dreams and paper, occasionally a chick
That don't wear no makeup, all natural in the pics
Take a trip with a dude from the north side
I don't really ball but I'll have you courtside
Being honest, hope you know I don't record lies
Had to finally come and holla this like the fourth time
Third time you saw me you thought I was shy as shit
But honestly I was probably just high as shit
Now I'm looking at you and you fly as shit
Plus right about now my phone real dry as shit
Tell me what you wanna do, where you trying to go
We can get some drinks or some pine to blow
Forgive me for staring, but if your looks could kill
I would have been dead a long time ago
She's like thanks for the compliment, my boyfriend don't really like that kinda shit
You seem like a nice guy, all kind and shit, but you about to get me in all kinds of shit
And I'm just sitting here like fuck, because this chick was bad as fuck
I'm like let me see a picture of that nigga because I could probably beat him up
She like you got jokes, i'm like yeah I got jokes
She like I'm about to call him, tell him I want smoke
She like he's on the way, tell I'm about to post up
Give me the phone, yeah yeah, I'm about to post up
About two minutes later about four niggas rolled up
And then another car with some more niggaz rolled up
And I'm out here lacking without no damn toaster
With seven big niggaz that's about to go postal
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
All I chase is dreams and paper, occasionally a chick
Gotta be more careful, last time I almost got my ass kicked
Take a trip with a dude to the north side
You can see all the fouls when you courtside
Being honest, hope you know I don't record lies
Same bitch nigga hit my line four times
I'm like damn cuz, this nigga trying to die and shit
Call up my boys we gon' ride and shit
When we pull up on this nigga he gonna cry and bitch
I honestly ain't got no for this
My boy said what you wanna do, where you trying to go
Where you trying to link cuz you know these nines'll blow
Cuz if it was up to me, Ronnie C
I would have killed that nigga a long time ago
I'm like you already know what time it is, I done found out where his baby momma lives
But ol' buddy you know he got all kinds of kids, my homie said "I thought we was on some grimey shit"
And I'm just sitting here like fuck, because them niggaz was about to buck
I wish we could just scrap one on one, I could probably beat him up
He like you got jokes, i'm like nah i ain't joking
He like take the wheel because I'm about to smoke him
Pull up and they got the windows wide open
It's like five six niggaz in there playing poker
About two minutes later four niggas rolled up
And then another car with some more niggaz rolled up
Out here lacking they ain't got no damn toasters
Just a bad dream, thank God I woke up
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
All I chase is dreams and paper, occasionally a chick
That don't wear no makeup, all natural in the pics
Take a trip with a dude from the north side
I don't really ball but I'll have you courtside
Being honest, hope you know I don't record lies
Had to finally come and holla this like the fourth time
Third time you saw me you thought I was shy as shit
But honestly I was probably just high as shit
Now I'm looking at you and you fly as shit
Plus right about now my phone real dry as shit
Tell me what you wanna do, where you trying to go
We can get some drinks or some pine to blow
Forgive me for staring, but if your looks could kill
I would have been dead a long time ago
She's like thanks for the compliment, my boyfriend don't really like that kinda shit
You seem like a nice guy, all kind and shit, but you about to get me in all kinds of shit
And I'm just sitting here like fuck, because this chick was bad as fuck
I'm like let me see a picture of that nigga because I could probably beat him up
She like you got jokes, i'm like yeah I got jokes
She like I'm about to call him, tell him I want smoke
She like he's on the way, tell I'm about to post up
Give me the phone, yeah yeah, I'm about to post up
About two minutes later about four niggas rolled up
And then another car with some more niggaz rolled up
And I'm out here lacking without no damn toaster
With seven big niggaz that's about to go postal
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
All I chase is dreams and paper, occasionally a chick
Gotta be more careful, last time I almost got my ass kicked
Take a trip with a dude to the north side
You can see all the fouls when you courtside
Being honest, hope you know I don't record lies
Same bitch nigga hit my line four times
I'm like damn cuz, this nigga trying to die and shit
Call up my boys we gon' ride and shit
When we pull up on this nigga he gonna cry and bitch
I honestly ain't got no for this
My boy said what you wanna do, where you trying to go
Where you trying to link cuz you know these nines'll blow
Cuz if it was up to me, Ronnie C
I would have killed that nigga a long time ago
I'm like you already know what time it is, I done found out where his baby momma lives
But ol' buddy you know he got all kinds of kids, my homie said "I thought we was on some grimey shit"
And I'm just sitting here like fuck, because them niggaz was about to buck
I wish we could just scrap one on one, I could probably beat him up
He like you got jokes, i'm like nah i ain't joking
He like take the wheel because I'm about to smoke him
Pull up and they got the windows wide open
It's like five six niggaz in there playing poker
About two minutes later four niggas rolled up
And then another car with some more niggaz rolled up
Out here lacking they ain't got no damn toasters
Just a bad dream, thank God I woke up
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
I ain't got no time for that
I ain't got no time for that
You know, you know, you know
Credits
Writer(s): Ronnie C
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