Time 2Day ft. MarBabyGoCrazy & NoFace Lyrics

I

gotta get right to that guap, I don't got time to waste

These niggas think it's funny games, I don't got time to play

And bitch, you know they call me Mara, I come from outer space

He say I'm broke, must be all broke, bro, sniff the line today

I know some niggas that's from killers, that's from out of state

I know some niggas that killed niggas and moved out the way

I usually don't got shit to say, but I got time today

These niggas fake, I start gettin' paid, be feelin' some kind of way

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I need Benjamin

That's my fuckin' friend, don't fuck with many men

I'm drunk as fuck, I'm pourin' up, I'm off that Hen again

That nigga bitch, that nigga died, so I'm tryin' to spin again

That bitch a trick, she suckin' dick and she can't pay her rent

But the back that's in the back of you is broke as fuck

I used to post up daily on that avenue

You sellin' drugs, you clockin' at my boy, I can't be mad at you

Shit, you did what you had to do

I'm a baddie, bitch, I've been a fool

Labeled as a criminal, pass out hollows at your funeral

Family can't even get rid of you, lost my mind when I lost Jizz

I'm pourin' purple in this prism, gettin' purchased like they Skittles

Hit the windows out the rental, see the hollows, they want mission

Bullets rippin' through your tissue, family crime

Now they try and solve your murder like a riddle

I can't lie when I ride, keep my head on the slope

Niggas made of livin', drawin' down niggas with no pencil

I can't go like Biggie, B-Low, that's my city

Shit gettin' litty, nigga better have your blicky

Situation might get sticky, y'all can't trick me

Ten toes on my paper, boy, I'm on a mission

Shit not impossible, but it's so hard to get it

Let me know if you with it, nigga, let's stack these biggies

I can't go like Pac, nigga, this car don't stop

Nigga, it's one up top, get put in a box

Nigga, get pulled with the opps, get hit up and locked in a lot

Get tired while I drive, got me swervin' a lot

I was fucked up, so I start servin' a lot

They just hit the lights, so I swerved on the cops

If I don't make a home, no, I'm gon' be on flops

Bitch, I ain't goin' out like I was Pope

Remember them days we was broke at the stove

I ain't goin' out bad, but now petty as hell

Doin' all that arguing, bitch, hit the stove

Pulled up from the bank like, like, who told the joke

Who was in on that lick? It was me and Sco Joe

It just might, he was ready in the cup for the Pope

This the hottest shit comin' up out of the low