Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Time 11am / 8pm, artist - Babyface Ray. Date of issue: 21.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Time 11am / 8pm |
| I got Santana in this motherfucker with me |
| Yeah (Yeah) |
| Huh, ayy |
| Ain’t no time to wait (No time to wait), ain’t no time to waste (Time to waste) |
| I was occupied but, cause, I got time today (Time today) |
| Out of nothing, young boy, I can find a way (Find a way) |
| Told my youngin' leave him on camera, I’m buying the tape (I'm buying the tape) |
| I drive through the states (I drive through the states) |
| Ohio the plates (Ohio the plates) |
| They ridin' the Grey' (They ridin' the Grey'), I ride with the greats (I'm |
| with' it) |
| I add my tax every shirt, who buying the yay? |
| (Who buying it?) |
| We met up at the Mickey D’s, a pie and a shake (Come on) |
| They love it when I talk that shit |
| Fuck 'em up even more, they see me walk that shit |
| I ain’t have a clue Off-White cost that shit |
| I ain’t trippin' 'cause I got it, so I bought that shit (I want it) |
| Ain’t no debate, do what I say, get the fuck out my face |
| And I don’t fuck with broke niggas, just a bunch of deadweight |
| Try to feed niggas but they wanna run with they plate |
| Ten times outta ten, she gon' fuck in the Wraith |
| I’m having thoughts to myself, it ain’t enough in the safe (It ain’t enough) |
| We up a roll, I had to tell the plug, «Pick up the pace"(Come on) |
| I can do this every day |
| You meet death, bitch, mentioning Ray (Who?) |
| Stick on my waist, you wanna hear it click in yo' face? |
| Stick to the script, the only way to get to the pay |
| Kidnap yo' bitch and take her to the mall for Chane' (Chanel) |
| Nigga’s clamin' that they ball but they be all in the way (Man, fuck) |
| I was taught never fold, stand tall through a case, nigga |
| Ain’t no time to wait (No time to wait), ain’t no time to waste (Time to waste) |
| I was occupied but, cause, I got time today (Time today) |
| Out of nothing, young boy, I can find a way (Find a way) |
| Told my youngin' leave him on camera, I’m buying the tape (I'm buying the tape) |
| I drive through the states (I drive through the states) |
| Ohio the plates (Ohio the plates) |
| They ridin' the Grey' (They ridin' the Grey'), I ride with the greats (I'm |
| with' it) |
| I add my tax every shirt, who buying the yay? |
| (Who buying it?) |
| We met up at the Mickey D’s, a pie and a shake (Come on) |
| (Topside) |
| Prices high but I can beat 'em, I heard you can get 'em cheaper |
| Where yo' plug? |
| I wanna meet 'em |
| I got stripes just like Adidas |
| They was all once doubters, had to turn them to believers |
| Did it on my own, nah, nigga I ain’t need 'em |
| I got Woods with' me, you know I gotta feed 'em |
| I got kids growing up out here, I gotta feed 'em |
| I got moms and pops, gotta feed 'em |
| Can’t turn my back on the fucking gang, you know I need 'em |
| Free Peezy, just a lil' quick two to the yard (Quick two) |
| Ask them niggas, who really came through on the drop? |
| (Me) |
| I’m the robber myself, I’ma count on my own (Uh-huh) |
| Tell my nigga shoot the crib if I’m taking too long (What?) |
| I ain’t got too many friends, I got all the Vlone (I got all the Vlone) |
| If I get up to the room, I’m fucking all of these hoes (I'm fucking all of |
| these hoes) |
| I was down to my last, jumped back in my bag (Get back) |
| Think it’s time for a show, come back with a bag (For real) |
| Nine in the morning and it came with a slap (For real) |
| For nine K flat and yo' grass, no mask (My nigga) |
| Four in the mornin' and I’m pourin' more lines (Wock') |
| That’s yo' bitch until I call, you know that lil' ho mine (You know) |
| I see twelve in my mirror, use the real key |
| You snitched, don’t come back to the hood, boy, you dead meat (Pew, pew, pew, |
| pew) |
| You ever had to pull it out the mud to make ends meat? |
| (You ever?) |
| I don’t think they understand me |
| Looking down from the top is where I’m standing |
| I need a crib out in Cali, I’m expanding (I'm expanding) |
| Make it rain on a bitch, I’m just branding |
| Tryna find more time for the family (For real) |
| Prices high but I can beat 'em, I heard you can get 'em cheaper |
| Where yo' plug? |
| I wanna meet 'em |
| I got stripes just like Adidas |
| They was all once doubters, had to turn them to believers |
| Did it on my own, nah, nigga I ain’t need 'em |
| I got Woods with' me, you know I gotta feed 'em |
| I got kids growing up out here, I gotta feed 'em |
| I got moms and pops, gotta feed 'em |
| Can’t turn my back on the fucking gang, you know I need 'em, yeah |