Aint got time for friends no more
Aint got time for friends no more
Big gun i dont fight no more
Aint got time for friends no more
Really just stackin the Benjamin
Rather hold on to this guap
Than anymore jealousy
Well aware of the risks I'm taking
This shit more than a felony
Rather run dick in your spouse belly
Wont At back and forth with an enemy
I just want the cash
New spot for the fam
I just want it fast
Nigga f*ck Uncle Sam
Just wanna do the dash
Cant do with a van
Swervin 'til I crash
Living my life with no end
Need me an island no Gilligan
Plenty hoes, 30 oz, and a cook for the chitterlins
Plenty room for the gang and they hoes
Let 'em know it aint none for they feelings
Shawty feel out of place
Imma paint on her face
Til she blendin in
Feel like I'm runnin a race
Losin my place
I look back and a nigga still winnin
Imma young boss
F*ck what it cost
Least that what you tellin me
Face of the lost
Voice for the dead
Nigga I'm the epitome
I cant be broke
This shit a law
No money then I cant involve you
Ju such a dog
Have you no heart
I'm sick with no remedy
Dope in my sock
Next to the guap
Hope I dont get stopped by the cops
Movin too fast
Swervin the lanes
Then I got stopped by a wall
They thought I was dead
Hopped out that bitch and I walked
That was just god
I seen what you said
F*ck you and all of yo friends
I'm feelin like Pac
It ain't no thang for you to be touched
Pop off at yo bald head
Tryna make a mil every month
Hit em all with the blue benji spread
Anger the opps and count up the deads
Wake up and do it again
These niggas lame
I see through the plot
Somebody pick up they mans