Time

*instrumentals*

Time is really all I got
Don't waste mine's It's all I got
Can't lose sleep every second counts
Gat me up all night (X2)
Yea

These streets be colder than a mutherf**ker
Time will tell
That shit be older than a mutherf**ker
So i stay sharper than a Motorola Blade
Time is Money, I'm just tryna get paid
By the minute, A 100 different Ways
Cos It's 99 problems And a b*tch ain't one
Plus they gat me turned off
Like my switch ain't on
Puzzled niggas unbelieving
On how we came on
My rap gifts still gat that element of surprise
So we don't fold, Don't break
We don't fucking compromise
We just do our own way
We really doing what we like
Living our best lives In real life
And not just do it For the likes
Really riding with my real ones
Like we sitting on a bike
Wasn't cut out for this life
That's a double major psych
Tryn f**k with my success
You just playing with your life
You dig?

Time is really all I got
Don't waste mine's It's all I got
Can't lose sleep every second counts
Gat me up all night (X2)
Yea

I wanted it at 20's
Still the win is right on time
I promise yours is yours ion want it
I want mine
Playing old records, Chills still running down your spine
Ignoring notifications, I'll respond when I'm online
Caught in between 10 and 0, Man and hero
Fishing for compliments
But you somehow instead find nimo
And you got sweet dreams of popping champagne
In the back of a stretched out limo
It's been a long ride
And mama searching for some peace in the storm
And every new year you tell her this is the one
It can be more than a dream if you want
If you can only believe
Traded my sleep and I got this in return
Living through some heart breaking moments
Sometimes I'm in the Nile like I'm baby Moses
Making toasts to positive confessions
With the champagne emojis
Whoever thought that we would make it? We
Cos time is really all I got
So don't waste mine's it's all I got
Can't lose sleep every second counts
Gat me up all night
Gat me up all night yea

Time is really all I got
Don't waste mine's It's all I got
Can't lose sleep every second counts
Gat me up all night (X2)
Yea

Do it For the likes
Really riding with my real ones
Like we sitting on a bike
Wasn't cut out for this life
That's a double major psych
Tryna f**k with my success
You just playing with your life

But that don't mean I'm tryna kill you
That just mean you dead to me!



Credits
Writer(s): Robert V. Ransom Jr
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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