Time To Kill

Aye I got an
Acquired taste my dear
My fav lick of sativa
Shoutout to my indie
Women out there
You niggas be acting like divas

I said the Lord's Prayer
Twice to keep me in company
With the only real
So many invalid opinions
I get it
I guess y'all got time to kill

There's nothing you can ever say
I ain't already knw about my self
My ego not a beam
I'm just overprotective about my wealth

To long you make me felt
Like I was a bottom tier
Buried my soil and
Returned with flowers
Ain't no luck that I got here

My presence in the room
Is known
From head to toe
I know that you see it

I'll rather play off like
I'm dead then to hear
From you when it's only
Convenient

Don't post none of that R.I.P
Better not see my ass on a shirt
I plan to takeover the world
Just hope my mom can see it first

Studied ya moves to a tea
Speak with my chest now
You wanna play checkers
Said you want me to succeed
But I feel the resentment
Now I'm doing better

Love is so overrated
An urban legend
When it does last
I don't unfollow
Oh no you gotta watch me
Showing my ass

Got an
Acquired taste my dear
My fav lick of sativa
Shoutout to my indie
Women out there
You niggas be acting like divas

I said the Lord's Prayer
Twice to keep me in company
With the only real
So many invalid opinions
I get it
I guess y'all got time to kill

Got an
Acquired taste my dear
My fav lick of sativa
Shoutout to my indie
Women out there
You niggas be acting like divas
I said the Lord's Prayer
Twice to keep me in company
With the only real
So many invalid opinions
I get it
I guess y'all got time to kill.

Bumping that Friday night lights back
In 010
Heavy rotation
My mind stuck on the results
This game ain't a race
I gotta be patient

Attempting to outbox.myself
I grab the pen and came with toxic
Show out was right behind it
Got mixed reviews
I ran out of

Talking to god
Don't mean to question
My fate
Heard that you don't mistakes
Glad that you kept awake
Cause I been moving really grimey
And I know what's in stake

Strach and start over again
It didn't hit me rewriting every quote
Reoccurring offense sign and delivered
Of the realist that I ever wrote

This for anybody looking down
On me eat an uppercut

How a stranger have my best
Intentions than own blood
That's a gutter punch

Swear to me with yo fingers
Crossed in yo back
Yea I been knew about that

That's A Do
It's the hoe in you
Gotta get that in tact

Aye I got an
Acquired taste my dear
My fav lick of sativa
Shoutout to my indie
Women out there
You niggas be acting like divas

I said the Lord's Prayer
Twice to keep me in company
With the only real
So many invalid opinions
I get it
I guess y'all got time to kill



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Writer(s): Albert Williams
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