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Performed By: 1mjstdatk1d
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Zaa Moore
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1mjstdatk1d - Time Lyrics




Tell the gang, yeah, I'm alright
Been puttin' work yea late at night
Hmm don't even pass me a pen and I write
I been watchin' my name just grow like a flight
You know that I miss you, you know it's not right

I have my luh youngins go send him on flight
See all that luh dissing you doing
Now watch his ass get up
I bet you we get him right
I told lil' niggas that this my season

Said if I rap, I'ma rap for a reason
My nigga be icy, it's cold like a nemic
I pulled out a Glock why nobody seen it
I miss that lil' bitch, but at first I was dreamin

I got niggas that want me to drop them fiening
See, I done told them members
I be in this rap shit knowing I be fiening
On they fiening, I be with them members
Since so we have seen it
It's like 206, I ain't even trappin, I be fiening
I be talkin' while I fryd, understand it, it's no meanin
I be walkin' around, me and just the gang

Them diamonds blinging
Oh just wait till we go pop out
Have my youngin' send a shots out
Get him killed right at his aunt house
Oh, he keep talkin' ain't he done now
See, Brody got a button

See, we ain't even stressing, ain't no discussion
Oh, he just keep more talking
Glock 19, it bake his muffin
Oh, we just bake his top

We walk him down, he get hit with this Glock
It's free' get every shot
I be with the members, not outside
Pa-play you get popped

See, I be with my bitch, don't stress my opp
Or I be with my niggas
We be really steppin' with them Glocks
I always thought that I was slick

But since I'm youngin, I ain't make it
I been in this shit for way too long
And still can't even face it
I'ma tell you how I feel

I pour my heart out like the Matrix
I get mad, up at myself
I'm the one who did it, patient
I gotta go to court

My ankle twisted, can't even play no sport
I ain't do this shit alone
Got some niggas, they support
Niggas talkin' bout to two mr meaners

And can't support
Oh these niggas keep on talkin
Spend they shit just like a fork
Oh, I know that I got problems

Fix this shit into a wood
If you leave, then I don't care
What you thought misunderstood
But don't stress bout what I say

Make sure everybody good
I'm late night grinding
And I face my problems with a wood
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English

Tell the gang, yeah, I'm alright
Been puttin' work yea late at night
Hmm don't even pass me a pen and I write
I been watchin' my name just grow like a flight
You know that I miss you, you know it's not right

I have my luh youngins go send him on flight
See all that luh dissing you doing
Now watch his ass get up
I bet you we get him right
I told lil' niggas that this my season

Said if I rap, I'ma rap for a reason
My nigga be icy, it's cold like a nemic
I pulled out a Glock why nobody seen it
I miss that lil' bitch, but at first I was dreamin

I got niggas that want me to drop them fiening
See, I done told them members
I be in this rap shit knowing I be fiening
On they fiening, I be with them members
Since so we have seen it
It's like 206, I ain't even trappin, I be fiening
I be talkin' while I fryd, understand it, it's no meanin
I be walkin' around, me and just the gang

Them diamonds blinging
Oh just wait till we go pop out
Have my youngin' send a shots out
Get him killed right at his aunt house
Oh, he keep talkin' ain't he done now
See, Brody got a button

See, we ain't even stressing, ain't no discussion
Oh, he just keep more talking
Glock 19, it bake his muffin
Oh, we just bake his top

We walk him down, he get hit with this Glock
It's free' get every shot
I be with the members, not outside
Pa-play you get popped

See, I be with my bitch, don't stress my opp
Or I be with my niggas
We be really steppin' with them Glocks
I always thought that I was slick

But since I'm youngin, I ain't make it
I been in this shit for way too long
And still can't even face it
I'ma tell you how I feel

I pour my heart out like the Matrix
I get mad, up at myself
I'm the one who did it, patient
I gotta go to court

My ankle twisted, can't even play no sport
I ain't do this shit alone
Got some niggas, they support
Niggas talkin' bout to two mr meaners

And can't support
Oh these niggas keep on talkin
Spend they shit just like a fork
Oh, I know that I got problems

Fix this shit into a wood
If you leave, then I don't care
What you thought misunderstood
But don't stress bout what I say

Make sure everybody good
I'm late night grinding
And I face my problems with a wood
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Writer: Zaa Moore
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