No Time Lyrics – Sosamann
Singer: Sosamann
Title: No Time
[Samurai
Ooh, know what I’m saying
Samurai slice
Summer, hmm
Yeah, huh, ooh
Yeah, hey
First of all, believe nothing that you hear, ayy
Believe half of what you see
I’m the young n#gg# that’s as fresh as can be
Before I froze a b#tch, I’ll go and hit the streets
Feed her to the wolves, let the whole pack eat
Call it bad drug and they ’bout to OD
Slice it up, Samurai on the beat
I’ma get money ’til I’m dead, capeesh? Ayy
Cheese on my head like a Packer
I said I’m a splash on a rapper, the cash, I just add up
Roll me some ‘Woods and I took off to Saturn
I know me some stompers, ain’t talking ’bout cappers
Had to watch out for back stabbers, ayy
n#gg# going up like a ladder, ooh
Bite the drip, tryna steal the pattern, ayy
Cut down on the lean ’cause it f#ck with my bladder
I cut off the ho, she was loose leaf
Pop out on a n#gg# like a loose teeth
Got clips on me like a movie
n#gg# tripping, man must be off a roofie
n#gg# tripping like the pipe got a new leak
Just me and my Glock, yeah, we two deep
And it’s still f#ck the cops, they ain’t rest in peace
And these n#gg#s funny, I call ’em Bill Bellamy
These n#gg#s actors and they just come wannabes
Get to the green, ain’t talking ’bout celery
Come down your chimney, shooting at the enemies
Pow pow pow, that is the end of him
n#gg# got seasoned, ain’t talking ’bout cinnamon
Won’t touch a hair on my chin chin chinny chin
You serve J’s and I told them all, come again
Can’t f#ck with him ’cause he feminine, n#gg# good riddence
I hang with birds with no pictures, roosters
I’m a big hunter, a dawg that goes woof
cock back the chopper and hang out the roof
Shoot in that b#tch like an army of troops
Clean up the scene, n#gg# don’t leave a clue
I’m a gorilla but n#gg#, don’t smoke the glue
Balling like Paul because I swear that I’m the truth
No Louisiana, I had to show that b#tch the boot
Ooh, time, time, time
Time, time, time, time, what?
Why 12 tryna give me time?
Why the media telling lies?
Why the people tryna take my shine?
Did what? Man, the b#tch ain’t even mine
Life a street how I’m finna see the signs
Swear the system tryna hit me from the blind
Ooh, time, time, time
Time, time, time, time, ayy
Why 12 tryna give me time?
Why the media telling lies?
Why the people tryna take my shine?
Did what? Man, the b#tch ain’t even mine
Life a street how I’m finna see the signs
Swear the system tryna hit me from the blind
[Ooh, ooh] System tryna hit me from the blind side
If you broke, gotta get up out of my ride
He a snake so I had to cut all ties
From the west, yeah, I grew up on the south side
In the leaf like a motherf#cking cook sign
I’m the bomb like a motherf#cking landmine
This b#tch biting on my neck, she think she a vampire, ayy
Get to the cash and just rack it up, ooh
I catch ’em out, then I just just smack ’em up
Load on the way, had to pack it up
The truck on the street, I told her to back it up
I got some shows on the calendar
I keep me a chopper, not worried ’bout the scavengers
Find me a play down in Panama
He copped fifty bricks and then shipped them to Africa
Find where he stay, then we sliding in
Cross me a n#gg# just like Allen Iverson
Off the top rope, I was diving in
Why do they hate a young n#gg# from poverty?
I had them books like a college kid
Used to run in and commit a robbery
I played them streets like a violin
And keep me a chopper in case it get violent
Young n#gg# run from the sirens
I keep me a b#tch and she badder than Kylie
I’m watching How High while I’m smoking on
I’m shooting my shot, got me thinking I’m Kyrie
sh#t on a n#gg#, treat him like a potty
Trap Sauce ‘Wood, mix with Biscotti
Hanging with my twin, ain’t talking siamese
Gotta watch the street ’cause this sh#t get grimy, ayy
I stay in my lane, told him, stay out the way
He say he want beef, I’ma put him dead on the plate
Just came from Beenee Weenee’s, now I be eating steak
Benihibachi the food when it’s getting late
Kick in my door with your face in the
More money, more problems, they coming, they ándale
My b#tch got them juices like she work for Minute Maid
And the, they always got something to say, ayy
Ooh, yeah
I go so high with the stars
I play with white like piano keys
They tryna lock me in bars
But I ain’t doing no panicking
Ooh, see what I’m saying?
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