No Time ft. Jchill Lyrics

I got too much on my Mind

I can't be Stressing bout no Fuckery

I can't be Worried bout no Bitch

I ain't got the Time

Too much on my Mind for it

I ain't got the Time for it

I can't be Stressing bout no Fuckery

Mama Taught me how to Hustle

That shit Stuck with me

How the fuck you Hating

Talking Down but Looking Up to Me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I got too much on my Mind

I can't be Stressing bout no Fuckery

I can't be Worried bout no Bitch

I ain't got the Time

Too much on my Mind for it

I ain't got the Time for it

Paper Chasing

Day to Day Ama Die for it

I ain't got the Time

D.O.C Took it All in 2012

They Tried to Book me

Put Me in a Shelve

Had me Wishing

and it wasn't a Well

Too much on my Mind

Mama Told Me get it Out the Dirt

Don't Chase a bitch

Cause it Could get You Hurt

Am Trying to Eat

I'm after the Dessert

I ain't got No Time

Only Time for the Cheese and the Bread

Its on my Head

Like a Dread till I'm Dead

All these Hustler are Scared

Cause they Know I'm Threat

I got too much on my Mind

I tell Em I'm Fine

Just Pay Me like a Fine

I ain't a Check

I ain't trying to get Signed

Scale Music baby

Yeah we on the Grind

We ain't Wasting No Time

Cause we on Overtime

If this shit don't Work Out

Put on Gloves like a Mime

Trying to Find my Way Out

While I'm Dropping these Rhymes

When you Find your Way Out

You just Dropping a Dime

These Haters Living Lies

They Acting Hard

When they Know that they Pie

Talking bout Work

When they Know that They Dry

Talking bout Bitches

They Know that they Bi

I ain't got No Time

No Time

I don't really Stress No More

I don't really Chase No Ho

I just really Chase the Doe

And my Pockets Fat like Joe

I just Cook and Sell the Blow

And i Got it for the Low

Niggas Call Me Give and Go

Bitches Call Me Gigolo

They don't Cross Me Tic Tac Toe

I got too much on my Mind

I can't be Stressing bout no Fuckery

I can't be Worried bout no Bitch

I ain't got the Time

Too much on my Mind for it

I ain't got the Time for it

I can't be Stressing bout no Fuckery

Mama Taught me how to Hustle

That shit Stuck with me

How the fuck you Hating

Talking Down but Looking Up to Me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I got too much on my Mind

I can't be Stressing bout no Fuckery

I can't be Worried bout no Bitch

I ain't got the Time

Too much on my Mind for it

I ain't got the Time for it

Paper Chasing

Day to Day Ama Die for it

I ain't got the Time i

I ain't got the Time yeah

Shorty Hit Line after Line

Than Shorty give Me

A lil Piece of Her Mind

No no no it ain't safe Around Here

Man you Better Hide ya bitch

She Really with the shits

Hit it from the Back

Just like I Hit a Lick

Cause She ain't Coming Back

She fucking with the Kid

And she gon Throw it Back

Just like got the Twitch

And if She do it Right

I'm Busting down Her Wrist

Then ima Cut Her off

Just like She got a Switch

And I'm on to the Next

Ain't No Time for the shit

I ain't got No Time

No i ain't got No Time

My Life a Movie

No Stop No Rewind

Too much to Do

But I ain't got the Time

I ain't got shit to Prove

Cause the Whole World is Mine

What you gon Do

When it's Ride or you Die

I got too much to Lose

Keep the Tool on my Side

Chill Play it Cool

Act a Fool on the Side

Fuck what you going thru in ya Life

Take ya Bitch

Like a Thief in the Night

Keep the Receipt

Send Her back in ya Life

I got too much on my Mind

I can't be Stressing bout no Fuckery

I can't be Worried bout no Bitch

I ain't got the Time

Too much on my Mind for it

I ain't got the Time for it

Paper Chasing

Day to Day I ama Die for it

I got too much on my Mind

I can't be Stressing bout no Fuckery

I can't be Worried bout no Bitch

I ain't got the Time

Too much on my Mind for it

I ain't got the Time for it

I can't be Stressing bout no Fuckery

Mama Taught me how to Hustle

That shit Stuck with me

How the fuck you Hating

Talking Down but Looking Up to Me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I got too much on my Mind

I can't be Stressing bout no Fuckery

I can't be Worried bout no Bitch

I ain't got the Time

Too much on my Mind for it

I ain't got the Time for it

Paper Chasing

Day to Day Ama Die for it