No Time

Winter fucking gang!

I don't got No Time for the bullshit
I don't got No Time for the bullshit
I don't got No Time for the bullshit
Catch me in my lane I'm stayin focused
On me, My family and my team
Take away their pain n' problems
I just gotta put that weight on me
On me, My family and my team
And I trust that god is right over the clouds and he be watching over things

First off, I pray to Christ. That I live today and make it through the night
If I die in battle with my gun on me, and my clip empty, I fuckin' tried
But I aint dead yet
I get the next check
I do what I do to get by
You can miss me with the bullshit
We work and we get on our grind
We struggle, We living to die, So prison is life
We humble, That pain in our eyes, The beast he will rise
Its fuck ya, one up ya
That thumper, it puncture
Aint got no time to make new friends all I got in life is my brothas
I'm getting older, I'm getting smarter, I learned A lot cause I fucked it up
People always wanna bring their problems, drama
Fuck it dog, I've had enough
I love the mud, we live in it
Detroit River we fish in it
I'm a psycho, I got screws missin, Stay on my shit got big bidness
Dog you wasn't there when I was down
I hid a couple hundreds in the ground
I aint change up I got better, Got one goal and that's get cheddar
I'm Chilly Winters, get used to it
I'm here to stay cause I'm the best of em

I don't got No Time for the bullshit
I don't got No Time for the bullshit
I don't got No Time for the bullshit
Catch me in my lane I'm stayin focused
On me, My family and my team
Take away their pain n' problems
I just gotta put that weight on me
On me, My family and my team
And I trust that god is right over the clouds and he be watching over things

Bodied this life, Cuz' I'm still alive and alright
My brother Tommy will grab that shotty n hommy on sight
I fight like Ali, I got the scars on my body like Christ
I want that cheese n just light up that saganoki tonight
I'm solvin problems, finessin ups, just a kid from the bottom
Makin a God from a goblin, I got the top as the option
People never seen me being top of the prospects
I keep a cool mind n do my job in the process
And if they wanna hate, I let em hate hard
They jealous of the numbers that I'm pulling off my bank card
Gutta, I don't need the flash
Stronger from the darker past
Scarred up from the path I chose
And Chilly is the aftermath
Still have nightmares of being trapped up in that cell and glass
Prison to the streets, dog, I know I been to Hell and back
Keep the heater on me, I don't want nobody knowing that
Make the move to get the pro
Put the profits in the Kroger bag

I don't got No Time for the bullshit
I don't got No Time for the bullshit
I don't got No Time for the bullshit
Catch me in my lane I'm stayin focused
On me, My family and my team
Take away their pain n' problems
I just gotta put that weight on me
On me, My family and my team
And I trust that god is right over the clouds and he be watching over things



Credits
Writer(s): Chilly Winers
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