| I ain’t got time, no time, no time
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| For these niggas
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| I ain’t got time, no time, no time
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| For these bitches
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| no time, no
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| I ain’t got time, no time, no time
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| For these niggas
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| No, I ain’t got time, no time, no time
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| For these bitches
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| See, I ain’t got time for these niggas
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| No time for these lames
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| I ain’t got time for bitches, no
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| No time for these games
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| Just another nigga on the grind
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| Steady tryna make a killin'
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| And I ain’t really for no wasting time
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| Cause that kinda shit hurt my feelings
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| Got a large amount of dope
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| And it ain’t from
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| Got a black op
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| Keep it tucked, hidden under my coat
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| Lovin' the way that I’m living
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| What I’m doing for
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| But when I say they don’t believe me
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| That I’ll never go broke
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| Its infinity bro
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| Gotta get it cause its me bro (oh)
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| You’re my enemy bro
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| I can see that you’re no friend of me bro (oh)
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| Either way, I’ma shine no matter how many haters I’ma know
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| Pay em, no never mind, cause I waist too much money to give em a
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| I ain’t got time, no time, no time
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| For these niggas (time for these niggas, no!)
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| I ain’t got time, no time, no time
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| For these bitches (time for these bitches, no!)
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| I ain’t got time, no time, no time (no time)
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| For these niggas (no time for these niggas, no!)
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| No, I ain’t got time, no time, no time
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| For these bitches (no time for these bitches, no)
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| I went and put my life on the line
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| I buy them bricks 10 at a time
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| She wanna open up her thigh
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| And look a real nigga in the eye
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| Shout out for the mention
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| Shout out Seattle for the
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| All them bags, nigga come with that shit
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| I know the broads in every state
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| These broke niggas love to hate
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| Came out the trenches, I made a way
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| Pour an eight and then fade away
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| I’m a plug, nigga show respect
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| I drop a hunnit Ps on a fan
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| I just can’t lie like I’m on the stand
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| I just can’t hate on another man
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| I shoot a lil nigga in the face
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| Then go to church and say my grace
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| She gimme head on her knees like she pray
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| I drop a verse, then I go make a play
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| I drop a turd, then I fly to the bay
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| And mail a hunnit to the A
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| I turn a predator into a prey
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| Just got a foreign watch by a
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| So I ask my self «What have you done for me lately?»
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| Are we going for
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| Just getting high and live, baby
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| Gotta get it all, get it no matter what stand in my way
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| I admit it all, admit it I ain’t giving away |