No Time
Can't waste no time
I'm Tony Hawk on the grind
Indica calming my mind
Yeah that's a fact
Wake up and count all my racks
Baka like I don't pay tax
Yeah I got stacks yeah
Do it and I make it happen
Watch me make it of this rap shit
Fuck these haters
They be cappin'
I'm just a young Sauga boy goin crazy
Can't trust y'all
Cause y'all moving shady
Visions they clear
But off the herb it get hazy
She calling me cute
But I don't even call her baby
Yeah
Tell me what you want from me
Tired of hearing it's nothing
When it's nothing it's something
Can't let it be
When you buggin'
Arguing with me
I'm tryna find peace
Peace is gettin that money
Your peace with niggas tryna be me
Understand all I do is grind
Count a couple racks in my house
I don't care bout clout
Niggas always wasting time
Talkin' bout shit they ain't about
Can't be in and out
G's all around Stayed Gucci'd out
Yves always got my back YSL down
Hustle my racks
Cause she know what one about
Imma go getter that's how I got her
Dressing off all that cream
Lovin' off my designer
Shoulda woulda coulda for Prada
Could of been at Met Gala
Ohhh ohhhh
Stylin' all on me
Cuz you want me wildin'
I've been cut throat
Cut throat hemmed up
I coulda been a stylist
Can't waste no time
I'm Tony Hawk on the grind
Indica calming my mind
Yeah that's a fact
Wake up and count all my racks
Baka like I don't pay tax
Yeah I got stacks yeah
Do it and I make it happen
Watch me make it of this rap shit
Fuck these haters
They be cappin'
I'm just a young Sauga boy goin crazy
Can't trust y'all
Cause y'all moving shady
Visions they clear
But off the herb it get hazy
She calling me cute
But I don't even call her baby
Yeah
Yeah I'm workin on somethin'
While y'all stay frontin'
While y'all doing nothin
Always making assumptions
Envious talkin' dumb shit
Countin' up these hundreds
Stock is always going up
Ay oh ay
Got me in my way
Money on my mind
And it don't ever go away
Tryna get a pay
Each and every day
She want me to stay
But just like Dirk I fadeaway
Can't waste no time
I'm Tony Hawk on the grind
Indica calming my mind
Yeah that's a fact
Wake up and count all my racks
Baka like I don't pay tax
Yeah I got stacks yeah
Do it and I make it happen
Watch me make it of this rap shit
Fuck these haters
They be cappin'
I'm just a young Sauga boy goin crazy
Can't trust y'all
Cause y'all moving shady
Visions they clear
But off the herb it get hazy
She calling me cute
But I don't even call her baby
Yeah
I'm Tony Hawk on the grind
Indica calming my mind
Yeah that's a fact
Wake up and count all my racks
Baka like I don't pay tax
Yeah I got stacks yeah
Do it and I make it happen
Watch me make it of this rap shit
Fuck these haters
They be cappin'
I'm just a young Sauga boy goin crazy
Can't trust y'all
Cause y'all moving shady
Visions they clear
But off the herb it get hazy
She calling me cute
But I don't even call her baby
Yeah
Tell me what you want from me
Tired of hearing it's nothing
When it's nothing it's something
Can't let it be
When you buggin'
Arguing with me
I'm tryna find peace
Peace is gettin that money
Your peace with niggas tryna be me
Understand all I do is grind
Count a couple racks in my house
I don't care bout clout
Niggas always wasting time
Talkin' bout shit they ain't about
Can't be in and out
G's all around Stayed Gucci'd out
Yves always got my back YSL down
Hustle my racks
Cause she know what one about
Imma go getter that's how I got her
Dressing off all that cream
Lovin' off my designer
Shoulda woulda coulda for Prada
Could of been at Met Gala
Ohhh ohhhh
Stylin' all on me
Cuz you want me wildin'
I've been cut throat
Cut throat hemmed up
I coulda been a stylist
Can't waste no time
I'm Tony Hawk on the grind
Indica calming my mind
Yeah that's a fact
Wake up and count all my racks
Baka like I don't pay tax
Yeah I got stacks yeah
Do it and I make it happen
Watch me make it of this rap shit
Fuck these haters
They be cappin'
I'm just a young Sauga boy goin crazy
Can't trust y'all
Cause y'all moving shady
Visions they clear
But off the herb it get hazy
She calling me cute
But I don't even call her baby
Yeah
Yeah I'm workin on somethin'
While y'all stay frontin'
While y'all doing nothin
Always making assumptions
Envious talkin' dumb shit
Countin' up these hundreds
Stock is always going up
Ay oh ay
Got me in my way
Money on my mind
And it don't ever go away
Tryna get a pay
Each and every day
She want me to stay
But just like Dirk I fadeaway
Can't waste no time
I'm Tony Hawk on the grind
Indica calming my mind
Yeah that's a fact
Wake up and count all my racks
Baka like I don't pay tax
Yeah I got stacks yeah
Do it and I make it happen
Watch me make it of this rap shit
Fuck these haters
They be cappin'
I'm just a young Sauga boy goin crazy
Can't trust y'all
Cause y'all moving shady
Visions they clear
But off the herb it get hazy
She calling me cute
But I don't even call her baby
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Mcdonald
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