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From Time 2 Time Video (MV)




Performed By: Kb Shawty
Language: English
Length: 2:01
Written by: Kb Heem




Kb Shawty - From Time 2 Time Lyrics
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All lashes, lash stack just to make mines fatter
I ain't really into all the extras like the chit and chatter
Really give me what I need and tell me what's gon' matter
Every time I thought this shit sick, then this shit got sadder
I'll do him worse, first he had the world backwards
Everywhere I go, it's cookie pack and pack of backwoods
All my niggas foot soldiers chillin' in the back
I been steady smoking kush these niggas smoking blacks
Caught your old lady, she was smokin' crack
Why every time they take a L, they start tryna gas
I can never f*ck with a soul cuz they is hella wack
If I see that lil' somethin' shiny, then I'm finna grab
Big-ass K in the trunk, blow his melon back
You can't take no one nowhere, they be telling facts
You can't hang with us, you ain't a hunnid, ain't no real in that
Slick said he got the 40, you know that it's sellin' fast
Since I got these bows oh, no, you can't get a half
Why you always actin' like you real? We know you telling, facts
It's the ones that's closest to you that will really do you bad
Tell me why the f*ck they start hating cuz I switched my path
Soon as I turned 13, I went to get my bag
Speaking on shit with no need, that'll get you smacked
I don't really need a calculator, I can do the math
I been coolin' in the stu, just tryna perfect my craft
Been tryna f*ck shit up
I be hella high in the stu, I don't want yo' bud
If you ain't tryna make some money, I ain't tryna f*ck
I can teach you how to sell the eighths or, teach you how to run
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All lashes, lash stack just to make mines fatter
I ain't really into all the extras like the chit and chatter
Really give me what I need and tell me what's gon' matter
Every time I thought this shit sick, then this shit got sadder
I'll do him worse, first he had the world backwards
Everywhere I go, it's cookie pack and pack of backwoods
All my niggas foot soldiers chillin' in the back
I been steady smoking kush these niggas smoking blacks
Caught your old lady, she was smokin' crack
Why every time they take a L, they start tryna gas
I can never f*ck with a soul cuz they is hella wack
If I see that lil' somethin' shiny, then I'm finna grab
Big-ass K in the trunk, blow his melon back
You can't take no one nowhere, they be telling facts
You can't hang with us, you ain't a hunnid, ain't no real in that
Slick said he got the 40, you know that it's sellin' fast
Since I got these bows oh, no, you can't get a half
Why you always actin' like you real? We know you telling, facts
It's the ones that's closest to you that will really do you bad
Tell me why the f*ck they start hating cuz I switched my path
Soon as I turned 13, I went to get my bag
Speaking on shit with no need, that'll get you smacked
I don't really need a calculator, I can do the math
I been coolin' in the stu, just tryna perfect my craft
Been tryna f*ck shit up
I be hella high in the stu, I don't want yo' bud
If you ain't tryna make some money, I ain't tryna f*ck
I can teach you how to sell the eighths or, teach you how to run
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Writer: Kb Heem
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