Time
The only way to handle danger is to face it
If you start getting frightened of it then you make it worse
Because you project on it all bogies and threats which don't exist in it at all
Whenever you meet a ghost don't run away
Because the ghost will capture the substance of your fear
And materialize itself out of your own substance
And will kill you eventually cause it will take over all your own by elevating
So then whenever confronted with a ghost walk straight into it and it will dissapear
We gotta survive
Hustlin' while Im rollin up Juana (Rollin rollin rollin)
I got a bone to pick with karma gotta clear my persona (Ah)
Feel like a loaner when I'm open let them say what they wanna (Fuck)
Feel like a sauna when a nigga wanna say what he wanna (Alright)
Im fucking Karma in a Honda I don't care what she wanna
I spend a hunna' just on Juana
Just to ease my persona ain't with the drama (Yeah)
I'ma come up fuck it say what you wanna (Damn)
I gotta joint filled up kush that you can't get from the under (Yuh)
You hella frontin' while I'm frontin' all your plugs from the under (What)
You in a slumber while you talking all that shit you gone run up (Yo)
I grind till the sun up you niggas burnt up
My niggas turnt up stuck on a come up
Follow me follow me got that one up
You niggas dumbstruck looking who fund us
I ain't got no time for your bitch ass (I got I got)
Test a niggas pride then that's your ass (Nope)(Then that's yo ass)
Cedes' moving fly this ain't your class
You ain't really high I get Jet lag (Huh)
All my bitches fly like a new mag (Ha)
But I still ain't got no
Time
I ain't got it
There ain't been a minute where I ain't thought of this profit
Lies
You ain't got it
I been hustling undercover you been sleeping under covers
Cries
C'mon stop it
There ain't been a minute
I ain't ever solved a problem
Pride
I ain't lost it
There ain't been a minute
Where I felt you could've stopped me
Mad max no backpack I needs dat (I need it)
Grinding grinding to get a coppa I needs dat (Ya know it)
She was an actress I bend her backwards
No need for chatter (Baow)
Her name don't matter I did the latter
Then passed her after (There it go)
Run it up run it up run it up
I'm tryna' cop me a Rollie and flood it up
I had to build up my name just to Spade it up
Fuck that lil bih in the back of the Chevy bruh (Sheesh sheesh sheesh)
If she consent to the hit I'ma punisher
After I Hit then I'm one and I'm doneing her
Pass to my bro like the bih was a lateral
Smoking on medical this shit accessible (Yuh aye)
Shocked the lil bihh with the edible (Aye G.A)
Nigga get turnt to a vegetable
Big dawg nigga i am extra (G.A)
Big sauce nigga no ketchup (G.A)
Lean on me no splatter (G.A)
Smoke big gas that's shatter (Sheesh)
Spade gang nigga we next up (You know it)
Fuck around get knocked down if you talk about my shit (Bitch)
That's Spade Gang that's BDS witta' Greek beat on a jet (Fuck nigga)
I can't take these niggas serious they get no help (Yuh aye yuh)
I just took a pill stuck in my throat like I got strep (Damn right)
Time
I ain't got it
There ain't been a minute where I ain't thought of this profit
Lies
You ain't got it
I been hustling undercover you been sleeping under covers
Cries
C'mon stop it
There ain't been a minute
I ain't ever solved a problem
Pride
I ain't lost it
There ain't been a minute
Where I felt you could've stopped me
If you start getting frightened of it then you make it worse
Because you project on it all bogies and threats which don't exist in it at all
Whenever you meet a ghost don't run away
Because the ghost will capture the substance of your fear
And materialize itself out of your own substance
And will kill you eventually cause it will take over all your own by elevating
So then whenever confronted with a ghost walk straight into it and it will dissapear
We gotta survive
Hustlin' while Im rollin up Juana (Rollin rollin rollin)
I got a bone to pick with karma gotta clear my persona (Ah)
Feel like a loaner when I'm open let them say what they wanna (Fuck)
Feel like a sauna when a nigga wanna say what he wanna (Alright)
Im fucking Karma in a Honda I don't care what she wanna
I spend a hunna' just on Juana
Just to ease my persona ain't with the drama (Yeah)
I'ma come up fuck it say what you wanna (Damn)
I gotta joint filled up kush that you can't get from the under (Yuh)
You hella frontin' while I'm frontin' all your plugs from the under (What)
You in a slumber while you talking all that shit you gone run up (Yo)
I grind till the sun up you niggas burnt up
My niggas turnt up stuck on a come up
Follow me follow me got that one up
You niggas dumbstruck looking who fund us
I ain't got no time for your bitch ass (I got I got)
Test a niggas pride then that's your ass (Nope)(Then that's yo ass)
Cedes' moving fly this ain't your class
You ain't really high I get Jet lag (Huh)
All my bitches fly like a new mag (Ha)
But I still ain't got no
Time
I ain't got it
There ain't been a minute where I ain't thought of this profit
Lies
You ain't got it
I been hustling undercover you been sleeping under covers
Cries
C'mon stop it
There ain't been a minute
I ain't ever solved a problem
Pride
I ain't lost it
There ain't been a minute
Where I felt you could've stopped me
Mad max no backpack I needs dat (I need it)
Grinding grinding to get a coppa I needs dat (Ya know it)
She was an actress I bend her backwards
No need for chatter (Baow)
Her name don't matter I did the latter
Then passed her after (There it go)
Run it up run it up run it up
I'm tryna' cop me a Rollie and flood it up
I had to build up my name just to Spade it up
Fuck that lil bih in the back of the Chevy bruh (Sheesh sheesh sheesh)
If she consent to the hit I'ma punisher
After I Hit then I'm one and I'm doneing her
Pass to my bro like the bih was a lateral
Smoking on medical this shit accessible (Yuh aye)
Shocked the lil bihh with the edible (Aye G.A)
Nigga get turnt to a vegetable
Big dawg nigga i am extra (G.A)
Big sauce nigga no ketchup (G.A)
Lean on me no splatter (G.A)
Smoke big gas that's shatter (Sheesh)
Spade gang nigga we next up (You know it)
Fuck around get knocked down if you talk about my shit (Bitch)
That's Spade Gang that's BDS witta' Greek beat on a jet (Fuck nigga)
I can't take these niggas serious they get no help (Yuh aye yuh)
I just took a pill stuck in my throat like I got strep (Damn right)
Time
I ain't got it
There ain't been a minute where I ain't thought of this profit
Lies
You ain't got it
I been hustling undercover you been sleeping under covers
Cries
C'mon stop it
There ain't been a minute
I ain't ever solved a problem
Pride
I ain't lost it
There ain't been a minute
Where I felt you could've stopped me
Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Darley, Alexander J Simler, Daniel Lee Bloom, Jake Hirsch
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