Got Time Today Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm done with your haters, y'all be talking all that shit
I be making hits every time I go and spit I can't fuck your bitch cause she know that it don't fit
Y'all be shooting just a miss, that's a fucking brick, ayy
I be eating beats like a buffet, need another one
Always keep that heat in my collection, need another gun
This music is my outlet, I pass it to my son Y'all can't eat these scraps when I'm full and I'm done
Guess I'll be the rapper that doesn't come with the bars
Cause all these other rappers not trying, they going far
My music gets the Google reviews, the five stars
Eli ain't the only connect to go to Mars
I challenge anyone, you can step, go and try me
Once I'm done with the body, you'll be looking up like why me
So don't deny me, don't define me
Now all these labels looking at me, they wanna buy me
Do they really wanna go head behind me
It's been years and they can't really find me
Can't trust anyone since they signed me
All the real ones know how the grind be
If you step up then the bullets gon' spread
When the smoke dies, tell the family to pray
I try to do it right but my mind goes astray
Just letting them know that I got time today
So it's your fault, y'all unleashed the beast, now it's time to eat
All these rappers can't even compete, all from A to Z
Went to the Grammys to see the plants, music industry
Y'all have a death wish, I can grant, catch me in the streets
So here's the difference, I'm putting work for everything that I got
Doing well under pressure so I can go and take the shot
Top 10 not yet, but fuck it, send me a spot
Everything I do with music, it was self taught
Hear the gun pop, leave them shell shock , time's up
For the bell toll, check the damn clock, go and check my stash
Akimbo with the ruger and the glock
I'm known in the streets, you can hear my name in cell block
I can't stop, even if they wave the white flag
Even when I go complete the task, then I might brag
Shit is easy, I'm here to collect the bag
I'm done with you bitches, you can find them with the toe tags
Do they really wanna go head behind me
It's been years and they can't really find me
Can't trust anyone since they signed me
All the real ones know how the grind be
If you step up, then the bullets gon' spread
When the smoke dies, tell the family to pray
I try to do right, but my mind goes astray
Just letting them know that I got time that day