Tố Ny - Time Lyrics

Never
Never felt some shit like this shit before
Hit below the belt like Christian Dior
Keep a real piece with me D'usse to pour
I get paid to record all this pain that I pour
Liquor drip out of my pores
Might just need me a port
I know my pops not poor
Me and my mom still broke
I keep a path less chose
I know a half lets smoke
I know a bitch gone blow
Need me a coffin no roach
I know my partners keep fours
Foe foe down lets go
I know that bitch gone smoke
Manhood really a joke
My dad a bitch I know
Tell that bitch he got
I gun him down to the
Pops
Pops
Pops
Pops
Cause I don't wanna waste my time