RJMrLA feat. Young Thug - On God

Time (feat. Young Thug)

I can't give six minutes of family time
Why? 'Cause I'm always on my grind
Always grind, grind
Slave to my own master mind
Why? 'Cause I always visualize, I don't waste no
I don't waste no time
I can't waste no time

I can't give six minutes of family time
Why? 'Cause I'm always on my grind
Always grind, grind
I won't limit my chance to shine
Time and time on the line
My kids who I win for
Time, don't waste no time
I can't waste no

Ayy, I can't waste no time with a bitch
Only time I can waste if I wasn't gettin' rich
I got a computer chip inside of the whip
Charge up and let it eat my dick like chips

Rolex crazy (Huh?), Patek Philippe
Quarter pounder AP, there's nothin' automatic
Bitch, don't got time (Woo!)
To be playin' with no freaky ho

Nigga gotta show the bands through the peep hole
I be buyin' up that land for my kinfolks
I be pourin' red in the fruit punch, Kimbo
I got 20 watches and I still ain't got time

I got hunnids on me longer than a nigga's spine
A couple tenderonis that'll never diss me
Opps wanna talk bad but it's risky
If it sound like, "Woo woo" then I'm listenin'
I spent time on South Beach

I can't give six minutes of family time
Why? 'Cause I'm always on my grind
Always grind, grind
Slave to my own master mind
Why? 'Cause I always visualize, I don't waste no
I don't waste no time (Time, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't waste no time

I can't give six minutes of family time
Why? 'Cause I'm always on my grind
Always grind, grind
I won't limit my chance to shine
Time and time on the line
My kids who I win for
Time, don't waste no time (Oh)
I can't waste no

Ayy, I don't waste time on a broke bitch (Ayy)
They gon' stand in line for this dope dick (Ooh, uh)
Bring a homicide to a bank, nig' (On God)
Ayy, give both ties, get your face hit

Rollie, makin' a Presi' (On God)
Fuck a bitch, fuck a snitch
On God on my kids, on the gang
I ain't got time (On God)

I ran outta patience for you and that fake shit (On God)
Put your feelings aside
Throw your hood in the sky
What's your sign? Speak your language

I ain't got time to be tired
I been cryin' but I slide with my slime when it's tank time
I put my pride to the side
Keep my eyes on the prize

Let me shine, let me grind, grind
Uh, I heard you slip but don't slide, slide
Uh, I gotta kiss my kids and go bye bye

I can't give six minutes of family time
Why? 'Cause I'm always on my grind
Always grind, grind
Slave to my own master mind
Why? 'Cause I always visualize, I don't waste no
I don't waste no time
I can't waste no time

I can't give six minutes of family time
Why? 'Cause I'm always on my grind
Always grind, grind
I won't limit my chance to shine
Time and time on the line
My kids who I win for
Time, don't waste no time (Oh)
I can't waste no

Slave to my own master mind
Why? 'Cause I always visualize, I don't waste no

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Writer(s): Jeffery Lamar Williams, Quincy Lamont Williams
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