Typa Time Lyrics

This my type of time

I'm tryna win everyday

But these niggas throwing shade in my face

What more can I say

Im steady tryna find my place

It's first but never really late niga aye,

Im tryna win every single day x4

Cross cross when im sliding on the block,

I stay 10 toes when im steppin in my crocs,

It's a sunny day and im sweating out my locs,

Got that Amazon prime

So im cutting up that box

Keep my hand in the mix

So I'm stirring up that pot

Heard we got it for the low

So gave it to bop

Even in a storm

Bet I'm punching in that clock

If we started from the bottom

Then we heading to the top

Who they know where they be

I'm one the 1 I'm the three like PG

You know I got the 2 next to me

Like CB

two step, shorty leaving with me

When I hit Sherman way

All I'm herding is Vsss

405 with my Prada shades

Heading to the cheese like monetary ,

had to step back like a fadeaway

They ain't give us one had to make away

Now Im doing two a days

Preseason baby

this my break way

I ain't never had it quit like this

Niggas had poke the bear

I gotah talk my shit

Why they asking for the price

When they ain't got chips

Od in the paint

Right hook like tim

Tryna knock me off the line

But I stay locked in

This is world

Domination like the invader zim

You can call me Hemingway

How I'm nice with the pen

& If it hit the first time

Ima do it again