Out Of Time Lyrics

Three blunts deep, I'm too lit

Weekly pick-ups like two zips

I need something to loosen, a lot of y'all ain't doin' shit except makin' excuses

I don't trust anybody in this business

These motherfuckers flippin' like they're in WITSEC

It's a dirty life, they pray on a misstep

It's just politics, they all want the bird crest

Talkin' shit, then they turn around and smile big for the pic while they flick up

I've seen it go down that's why you got cut out like a nip tuck

Shit's tough, I'm startin' to get convinced this whole industry is linked up

I know it is, they're not really showin' shit

When I was young, I didn't notice it

I just wanna do shows and dip, same way I always been

They treatin' me like I'm schemin' on them

I do this alone, they're actin' like I needed 'em

Taking shit from me if I see ya I can't let it go

I can't let it be, pothead I'm rollin' them

One way or another, I'll find ya like you owe a vig

Like I'm out here loansharkin', I'm a grudge holder, I own that shit

On their ass, no Diddy,

I got bootlegger jeans in me

I've been too nice and forgiving

And they still tryna fuck with me

And they still testin' my limits

I've been jaded by this business, and I'm still standin' on business

I'm like the 45th in this bitch, I'll lift the veil up and show how grimy it is

If they're not really writin', how impressive is it

Runnin' lines like their cast in a skit

Captain of their ship, but all they do is cap when they spit

I got smoke for anyone, I got jokes for anyone

They don't know how I really get down

I might draw blood to send them a message

Look at my face, this shit is depressing

I don't know what I expected

I ain't never been to school, but I could teach you what respect is

Don't look at me sideways, I gave them all chances they chose to reject 'em

Their own people tried poachin' me, but I'm still too loyal and I can't make exceptions

They'd rather be next to 'em, 'cause they don't want what comes when you try goin' against 'em

But I stay, I stay, I stay

Three blunts deep, I'm too lit

Weekly pickups like two zips

I need somethin' to loosen

A lot of y'all ain't doin' shit, except makin' excuses