NO TIME.

Ain't no time for what if with the raps
Gotta get the bag to get Mama a new bag
Beauty know that's Louis, Gucci if she ask
Ain't forget my Pops I put my mans inside a Caddy
Ain't no time for what ifs in the lab
Bitch if you ain't working, then you hurting all the math
Get my homies eating, uh, speaking 'bout the past
Laugh like remember when we thought this wouldn't last, ha ha

Fam fed, that's dinner with the bosses
Pan seared, my chicken get to popping
I know, you out here feelin' saucy
But watch your mouth, boy you better speak with caution
With my name, I don't play
When they with me face to face, they tone a change
Hoe you know I'm not the same, hit different lanes
Boy I'm so well rounded, I'm out of shape
Speak with my chest, I don't talk like them
And I move with a limp, I don't walk like them
And I see how ya'll change, now you all like them
And my fam, get the bands, we don't ball like them and

Ain't no time for what if with the raps
Gotta get the bag to get Mama a new bag
Beauty know that's Louis, Gucci if she ask
Ain't forget my Pops I put my mans inside a Caddy

Bitch I really rap, I don't do it just for show
Bitch I, Bitch I get the bag, I don't do it just to boast
Know I'm better, different levels, different states, coast to coast
Said I do this shit for hope, all ya'll be doing the most
Said I do this for my bros, if you ain't with it, you don't know
Out here picking all the locks, ain't no doors is getting closed
So know we right now, getting right, right now
If you ain't with the smoke, muhfukkin' pipe down

Ain't no time for what if with the raps
Gotta get the bag to get Mama a new bag
Beauty know that's Louis, Gucci if she ask
Ain't forget my Pops I put my mans inside a Caddy
Ain't no time for what ifs in the lab
Bitch if you ain't working, then you hurting all the math
Get my homies eating, uh, speaking 'bout the past
Laugh like remember when we thought this wouldn't last, ha ha



Credits
Writer(s): Tobi. Tobi.
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