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SOB X RBE – Ain't Got Time lyrics
[Intro: Yhung T. O.]
Zaytoven
Whole lotta gang shit going on in this motherfucka
Sob x rbe shit
Shout out my nigga Zaytoven

[Verse 1: Yhung T. O.]
And I still remember days when I was doing bail
Lil' bro just dropped the mask and did him bad, we had to do the dash
Never gave a pass and never will, T. O. Been bound and drilled
No heart up in that field, don't you know love'll get you killed?
It get crazy, baby, when we hit your city like the Navy, baby
Shit get mainey, baby, but don't trip, 'cause it's all gravy, baby
Pray the Lord save me and contact me if he choose to take me
I ain't from the Crest, but ask about me, we'll do it janky
The streets talkin', we them niggas that you heard about
Nigga, once your name up in them statements, you can't blur it out
Like damn, why brodie speaking? Got me creepin' with this Gleek
And I ain't graduate, but I got my diploma in these streets

[Pre-Chorus]
And don't a day go by when a nigga ain't high
What's the use of the truth if I can't tell a lie?
Barely made it out alive, he was born in that fire
So we ride, with that fire
Push the line, with that fire

[Chorus: Yhung T. O.]
Another day, another show, I ain't got time, baby
I've been havin' real shit up on my mind lately
Upped it on him 'cause your nigga outta line, baby
You either slide or do the down when it gets time, baby
We be duckin' outside 'til the cops come
Thought he was a real nigga, but he not one
And we ain't goin' in the house 'til we drop some
I'll be right here with my brothers 'til that time come

[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
One whip, four sticks when we bend blocks
Big Glock, big chops when we send shots
Make a bitch kiss this dick, I don't lip lock
A grimey nigga with these diamonds, watch me drip-drop
I remember I was broke, nigga, rock bottom
Pop a nigga with this Glock, then pop my collar
Slimmy motherfuckin' B, I'm the dun dada
Lil' baby wanna eat this dick, I need top dollar (Lil' bitch)
You can smell these Runtz on me, bitch, I'm the loudest
If that money call, then a nigga rerouting
When I'm off that Heem, I be geekin', clownin'
Ice, bitch, diamonds in my grill got me smilin'
Send a bond on this Glizzy, that bitch hold fifty (Hold fifty)
Best friends with that Drake' but I don't know Drizzy
It's a Glock on everybody and they hold plenty
The real G-Unit, bitch, but I don't know 50
Lil' Nigga

[Chorus: Yhung T. O.]
Another day, another show, I ain't got time, baby
I've been havin' real shit up on my mind lately
Upped it on him 'cause your nigga outta line, baby
You either slide or do the down when it gets time, baby
We be duckin' outside 'til the cops come
Thought he was a real nigga, but he not one
And we ain't goin' in the house 'til we drop some
I'll be right here with my brothers 'til that time come

[Verse 3: Daboii]
I'm off Heem, Percs and Runtz, bitch, I'm hella on
She like it with the lights on, so I hit her with my bezel on
Clip so long, shoots for half an hour, bitch was an episode
The dogs I got ain't lookin' for no Frisbee, they all fetchin' souls
Five grams of all flavor and this Russian Cream
Sick to my stomach, King'll never meet his Uncle Shied
I'm in court, pants saggin', I ain't tuckin' tees
And still be blowin' money fast like I fuck with Meech
We can take a trip out the country, it's nothin', baby
Woulda thought this bitch was mental, how she fucked me crazy
Bury your ass alive, he want smoke? Then we gon' undertake him
Born in '97, but I'm dope like I was from the 80's
Let a nigga step on these Balenci's and get beat on
Pop my collar and tell her something nice and get my P on
Lil' baby thought my hoodie spelled out "love", naw, bitch, this Vlone
She know that pussy good, that shit ain't take me nothin' but three strokes (Bah, bah, bah)

[Chorus: Yhung T. O.]
Another day, another show, I ain't got time, baby
I've been havin' real shit up on my mind lately
Upped it on him 'cause your nigga outta line, baby
You either slide or do the down when it gets time, baby
We be duckin' outside 'til the cops come
Thought he was a real nigga, but he not one
And we ain't goin' in the house 'til we drop some
I'll be right here with my brothers 'til that time come
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Songwriters: George Harris, Jabbar Brown, Juwon Lee, Wayman Barrow, Xavier Dotson
Ain't Got Time lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave, Ultra Tunes

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