No Time Lyrics

All she want to do is spend time

I told the little bitch I ain’t got no time uh

All I got is money on my mind

That’s why young nigga out here always on the grind uh

Started with a 16 when I was 18

Where I’m from it’s like a game to 21 uh

Nah I ain’t with the buddy love

Cuz a nigga want his pockets on professor klump uh

Nah I don’t fight I keep a gun uh

Designer kicks cost a little something uh

When you turned nothing into something uh

They always want something for nothing uh

Young nigga came from the slum uh

I got what u need what u want uh

Trap like a gym pull up uh

Gettin work out but I don’t crunch uh

247 365 Everyday and night

A nigga gotta go and get it

Road to riches on a

Money makin mission

Paid and full

Got me money makin Mitchin

I got the cheat code I’m always winning

Hating niggas going to say I’m glitchin

I was diagnosed with real nigga symptoms

Last of dying breed It’s slim pickings

Swear I always been a go getter

Before serving Dope always been a dope nigga

On god you can call me whatever you want

As long as it’s not a broke nigga

Knew I’d do it big since I was little

Keep a throwaway like I litter

Got bucks can’t b bitter

Tryna have as many figures as I got fingers

Go and get a sack young nigga

Go and get them racks young nigga

If you blow a bag young nigga

Make sure to make it back young nigga

You serving them packs young nigga

Better keep a strap young nigga

Run it up like laps young nigga

But don’t let the trap, trap young a nigga

All she want do is spend time

I told the little bitch I ain’t got no time uh

All I got is money on my mind

That’s why young nigga out here always on the grind uh

Started with a 16 when I was 18

Where I’m from it’s like a game to 21 uh

Nah I ain’t with the buddy love

Cuz a nigga want his pockets on Professor Klump uh

Growing up fast got addicted to the cash

So I did a lot of fast living uh

Tax a nigga a whole arm and a leg

So this firearm gotta have a leg in it uh

Only wit it if da bread in it uh

Real nigga I was bred different

Cut from a different cloth

Thread different uh

I don't get tired

Guess the tread different uh

I just mind my business

While minding my business

I ain’t wit da talkin

Unless it’s bout benjis

Don’t let them milk you

Until you run empty

This dog get the Ruffin

If u niggas tempt me

A little to plenty

Turned lemons to simply

Fuck ups to Fendi

I got it no gimmies

Oz’s to lb’s

Worse off to wealthy

If you ain’t did that

Then ain’t shit you could tell me

All she want to do is spend time

I told the little bitch I ain’t got no time uh

All I got is money on my mind

That’s why young nigga out here always on the grind uh

Started with a 16 when I was 18

Where I’m from it’s like a game to 21 uh

Nah I ain’t with the buddy love

Cuz a nigga want his pockets on Professor Klump uh