M.A.S - Title Time Lyrics

Holy and Venemous
Found a lotta y'all in disgust
Niggas be claiming they God's
But never invented us
They never could see me
They thought it was sweet tea
I done wrote a lot
But is a lot that I delete
Yeah
Lately life's been retreat
10 toes sit in white sand
And they can't believe me
No
Back to the city, they need me
In my city,nigga, you'd never see me
No chains on me unless they for free free
No chains and whips But they never free me
Yeah they got it but we can't let em repeat
Honestly, my honesty made all of em leave me
Honestly, you females never complete me
On the market, but they bargain and flee me
Honestly, you niggas never gon' reach me
How could you when you signed on dotted lines
They could never understand how I plotted mine
Niggas sprint the marathon, but I'm trottin' fine
Heavy breathing, man i heard it 100 times
Heavy rollin', man my whip got bout 100 fines
Yeah
Tryna stay off the bottom line
Yeah
Tryna make it to title time
Yeah
Ain't into worshipping idle time
And They saying 2020 is our time to shine
I'm about reserving my Friday nights to rhyme
Providing opportunities, without providing the 9
Was meant for all the scrutiny
I just look at the signs
Was told to pick a side
But I straddled the line
Wasn't living life correctly
But wasn't committing crimes
I wasn't off the Act
But wasn't just drinking wine
Living wrong in my prime
I was meant to catch my tempo
It's about finding the time