A1MakeyouPay1 - Time Lyrics

It's big eights, bitch
Aight f*ck, mane
You know what time it is, dawg
Woc hard, got me feelin

Ah, shit
Like, what the f*ck this bitch talking about
Who the f*ck is you texting, bro
Man, I thought you said you wasn't f*ckin wit nobody

This bitch talm bout she ain't f*ckin wit no guys
Like, lil' mama, baby, stop telling f*ckin lies
I jus wanna see my lil' shorty, watch me up and shine
Like, maybe one day I'm finna be on my grind

Like why this sexy f*ckin bitch make me wanna lose my mind
Like, no, brudder, I can't do no motherf*cking time
I cant get locked up, I got a purpose in this life
Pop a Perk 30 so a nigga sleep at night

Drowsy off that track, brudder, I can't even fight
Finna cuss this bitch out, cause she ain't treating me right
All these drugs running through my veins, make me lose sight
F*ckin up my vision make me wanna buy another pint

Get me out the system, man, I'm tryna become a star
I'm tryna be that young nigga whippin round in foreign cars
But just wait one day, I'm finna become that star
Probably this month, nigga, it was bound from the start

All these sexy lil' mamas always on my f*cking mind
Especially bad bitches, pretty faces knock you off yo grind
Like, young dawg, keep that shit straight up, you'll be fine
Cause all these dawg-ass bitches always tryna waste yo time

Like, I ain't gon' f*ck wit no broke bitch, ain't got no bag
I need a shawty whip the chop out on the block without her friends
Not the type a slut bitch who want attention from her fans
Just need that angel by my side to do anything for her mans

Locked in with the gang, for my brudders, I would die
Mane if you do me wrong wit my cuttas, we gon' slide
But I gotta wrap these packs up, I gotta hit that sale
Grindin hard for that bag, even packed it through the mail

I know I'm God sent, like, baby, I cannot fail
You wont get the chance to see me locked up, nigga, f*ck a cell
I just wanna see my brudders win and keep 'em outta jail
It's 2023, cuz, got no bag, gon' get some help

By number nine, I'm Big 8's, as you can tell
Its A1makeyoupay1 for my sister get me out this hell
I shouldn't even be here, Asia, why the f*ck I'm here
You didn't have the chance to live life like, why the f*ck I'm here

I'm leanin off the drank, nigga, I can't even steer
Got me swervin' the God, damn whip, Like i ain't got no fear
Just wanna reach the top, my brudders, while we all still here
Just gotta keep my head up, nah, I can't shed no tear

Lil mama got me feelin' all alone
That's why, baby, got me singin' all these f*ckin' songs
But it's all good, I'm finna rock out on my own
Cuz you keep playin', bitch, pick up the phone

Really f*ckin wit my head, bitch, f*ckin' with my goals
But thank the life of God that he showed me the road
My lil' baby up for grabs, nigga, f*ck all these hoes
But I ain't trippin', though, I'm finna get my money long