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B the Alphamale - Time (feat. Hav-Not & John Aqua) Lyrics



B the Alphamale - Time (feat. Hav-Not & John Aqua) Lyrics
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Now what we need to do is
We need to keep everything in our neighborhood
Everything black
Ain't nobody from outside bringing down the property value
It's these folk
Shooting each other and selling that crack rock and shit
They want us to kill ourselves
They want us to kill ourselves
Who is it that's dying out here on these streets every night
What am I supposed to do
A fool roll up try to smoke me
I'm gone shoot the muthaf*cker
If he don't kill me first
You doing exactly what they want you to do
You have to think young brother about your future
La la look check it
Ain't got time for the bullshit
Don't give a damn where you from or who you with or who in your click
Yeah I like to see a dude represent
But be careful that you don't become
Disrespectful and shit
We got invoices to submit
Burlap sacks of money to get
No time for niggas who be trying too hard and shit
Yea I know you a wig splitter
Uh huh
You a drug dealer and nobody bet not f*ck with you cause you a cap peeler
Well check this out
It's zero f*cks giving
I'm here to get them M's for a living
Ain't got time to beef with you
Don't give a f*ck who the hardest one in your crew
Cause all it do is send your dumb ass straight to the lew
Or become fertilizer poop
I realized a coup that I wanted
And I'm gone get my wife and daughter one too
It's too much shit that I done been through
To waist time mugging a nigga you kin too
So if you coming through with the Ginsu and the f*cked up mental
I'm letting you know right now you ain't got time for them ripples
You should be focus on your money
And sucking on some titties
With a fat ass nipple
A fat ass with a few dimples in her butt
So gone and get your weak ass stroke together
And figure out how you gone cut
Fall off in them guts
I ain't got time for these set up sluts
What's up black man
Would you rather cut another mans life short
And cause community division of all sorts
Then end up in court
Twenty five to life
No more hoes
No more hype
No more eating surf and turf
No more laying the pipe
Unless you go the other way
Ain't got time for that type of shit today
Or tomorrow in the future
Got to be Superman for my family
No time for Lex Luger
When y'all gone realize that it's a satanic plan for retaliation and shooters
Yo yo who's the real enemy
If you look into me you'll see a energy
That come from the same place
That we as black folk pretend to be from
Nigga is you dumb
Have you even checked your African roots
You might be kin to that dude you trying to shoot
But I know you don't give a f*ck do you
Do the math my energy
You working extra hard to pretend to be a G
Just to sell more records than me While I'm authentic and sucker free
That's why when we speak
It stick like compression sleeves
None of this hard shit is impressive to me
Simple ass niggas life is about building legacy and family
Not proving how hard niggas could be or making niggas bleed
All right all right
This what I don't understand
You'll knock off another black man
But you'll let Zimmerman breath
Ladies gentlemen gangsters
It is my pleasure to introduce to you my partner on the strings
John (Aqua) Franklin
(Oh you bad now you gotta shoot somebody)
Man times done changed
Even criminal minds ain't the same
How you run off on the plug
What the f*ck
Type of shit is that
And they be hyped up in these rap songs
Bragging about killing a king
What planet they do that on
Planet earth two thousand and twenty one
F*ck chivalry bitch just bust it open and give me some
So we can give our sons and daughters these games we play
And tell them don't do as I do
Do as I say
You in the way of progress
And ain't even no way
Ain't nobody perfect but that don't mean you gotta stop growing
That nigga real girl he give you the chills
He ain't even singing about you
He singing about having niggas killed
With auto tune on his voice cause he can't sing
While you in love with a nigga who stuck and can't change man
I don't even understand I'm in wonderland
These days you get rewarded for being underhand
And I ain't talking in the sense of a nigga on his grind
I'm talking he the shit and he keep a nigga on his mind
F*ck a bitch he need niggas to sweat him like he fine
Man f*ck this world I ain't got the time
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Now what we need to do is
We need to keep everything in our neighborhood
Everything black
Ain't nobody from outside bringing down the property value
It's these folk
Shooting each other and selling that crack rock and shit
They want us to kill ourselves
They want us to kill ourselves
Who is it that's dying out here on these streets every night
What am I supposed to do
A fool roll up try to smoke me
I'm gone shoot the muthaf*cker
If he don't kill me first
You doing exactly what they want you to do
You have to think young brother about your future
La la look check it
Ain't got time for the bullshit
Don't give a damn where you from or who you with or who in your click
Yeah I like to see a dude represent
But be careful that you don't become
Disrespectful and shit
We got invoices to submit
Burlap sacks of money to get
No time for niggas who be trying too hard and shit
Yea I know you a wig splitter
Uh huh
You a drug dealer and nobody bet not f*ck with you cause you a cap peeler
Well check this out
It's zero f*cks giving
I'm here to get them M's for a living
Ain't got time to beef with you
Don't give a f*ck who the hardest one in your crew
Cause all it do is send your dumb ass straight to the lew
Or become fertilizer poop
I realized a coup that I wanted
And I'm gone get my wife and daughter one too
It's too much shit that I done been through
To waist time mugging a nigga you kin too
So if you coming through with the Ginsu and the f*cked up mental
I'm letting you know right now you ain't got time for them ripples
You should be focus on your money
And sucking on some titties
With a fat ass nipple
A fat ass with a few dimples in her butt
So gone and get your weak ass stroke together
And figure out how you gone cut
Fall off in them guts
I ain't got time for these set up sluts
What's up black man
Would you rather cut another mans life short
And cause community division of all sorts
Then end up in court
Twenty five to life
No more hoes
No more hype
No more eating surf and turf
No more laying the pipe
Unless you go the other way
Ain't got time for that type of shit today
Or tomorrow in the future
Got to be Superman for my family
No time for Lex Luger
When y'all gone realize that it's a satanic plan for retaliation and shooters
Yo yo who's the real enemy
If you look into me you'll see a energy
That come from the same place
That we as black folk pretend to be from
Nigga is you dumb
Have you even checked your African roots
You might be kin to that dude you trying to shoot
But I know you don't give a f*ck do you
Do the math my energy
You working extra hard to pretend to be a G
Just to sell more records than me While I'm authentic and sucker free
That's why when we speak
It stick like compression sleeves
None of this hard shit is impressive to me
Simple ass niggas life is about building legacy and family
Not proving how hard niggas could be or making niggas bleed
All right all right
This what I don't understand
You'll knock off another black man
But you'll let Zimmerman breath
Ladies gentlemen gangsters
It is my pleasure to introduce to you my partner on the strings
John (Aqua) Franklin
(Oh you bad now you gotta shoot somebody)
Man times done changed
Even criminal minds ain't the same
How you run off on the plug
What the f*ck
Type of shit is that
And they be hyped up in these rap songs
Bragging about killing a king
What planet they do that on
Planet earth two thousand and twenty one
F*ck chivalry bitch just bust it open and give me some
So we can give our sons and daughters these games we play
And tell them don't do as I do
Do as I say
You in the way of progress
And ain't even no way
Ain't nobody perfect but that don't mean you gotta stop growing
That nigga real girl he give you the chills
He ain't even singing about you
He singing about having niggas killed
With auto tune on his voice cause he can't sing
While you in love with a nigga who stuck and can't change man
I don't even understand I'm in wonderland
These days you get rewarded for being underhand
And I ain't talking in the sense of a nigga on his grind
I'm talking he the shit and he keep a nigga on his mind
F*ck a bitch he need niggas to sweat him like he fine
Man f*ck this world I ain't got the time
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Writer: Barry Wallace, Mikal King
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Performed By: B the Alphamale
Language: English
Length: 5:34
Written by: Barry Wallace, Mikal King
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