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Rome the Godd - Time 4 It Lyrics



Rome the Godd - Time 4 It Lyrics




Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

I ain't got no mothaf*ckin time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for
I ain't got no time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for

I be out here in these streets
She think I'm out here in these sheets
F*ckin on every girl I meet
I'm sorry baby that ain't me
I'd rather hustle chase this green
Get it off the muscle you know what I mean
I ain't asking for no help
Ima get myself
By any means
You ain't finna have me caught up out here f*ckin with no thots
I'm at the spot
I'm on my way to the top
Giving this music shit all that I got
Selling my story for profit
There is no one who can stop him
F*ck all confusion
I do what I do cause I came from the bottom
I ain't never goin back
That's a mutha F*ckin fact
Cause even if I lose it all
Ima get it right back
Ima get it right back
Yeah
Ima get it right back
You fell in love with a hustla
You know ima grind for the cash

I ain't got no time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for
I ain't got no time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for

Them other bitches want my digits I don't get to them get too close
I'm in the trenches girl why you trippin I swear you always doin the most
Blowing my phone up like who is this
Chasing the dough I ain't worried bout no bitch
Addicted to money my palms stay itching
I'm tryna get rich and not worry bout shit
But here you go trippin
Worried bout other women
You don't see that I'm focused on all of this cash I'm gettin
Calling my phone crying
Always thinking that I be lying
But I'm puttin in this work I ain't got no time for retiring
Ima young nigga I go hard
Been goin hard since the start
You know I stay with the strap
In case somebody try to rob
And if somebody catch me lackin
I'm get it right back
You fell in love with a hustla
You know I grind for the cash

I ain't got no time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for
I ain't got no time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

I ain't got no mothaf*ckin time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for
I ain't got no time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for

I be out here in these streets
She think I'm out here in these sheets
F*ckin on every girl I meet
I'm sorry baby that ain't me
I'd rather hustle chase this green
Get it off the muscle you know what I mean
I ain't asking for no help
Ima get myself
By any means
You ain't finna have me caught up out here f*ckin with no thots
I'm at the spot
I'm on my way to the top
Giving this music shit all that I got
Selling my story for profit
There is no one who can stop him
F*ck all confusion
I do what I do cause I came from the bottom
I ain't never goin back
That's a mutha F*ckin fact
Cause even if I lose it all
Ima get it right back
Ima get it right back
Yeah
Ima get it right back
You fell in love with a hustla
You know ima grind for the cash

I ain't got no time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for
I ain't got no time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for

Them other bitches want my digits I don't get to them get too close
I'm in the trenches girl why you trippin I swear you always doin the most
Blowing my phone up like who is this
Chasing the dough I ain't worried bout no bitch
Addicted to money my palms stay itching
I'm tryna get rich and not worry bout shit
But here you go trippin
Worried bout other women
You don't see that I'm focused on all of this cash I'm gettin
Calling my phone crying
Always thinking that I be lying
But I'm puttin in this work I ain't got no time for retiring
Ima young nigga I go hard
Been goin hard since the start
You know I stay with the strap
In case somebody try to rob
And if somebody catch me lackin
I'm get it right back
You fell in love with a hustla
You know I grind for the cash

I ain't got no time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for
I ain't got no time for it
I'm chasing money what you think I'm on the grind for
She say I'm always lonely what the f*ck you lying for
I'm just out here tryna make it what you crying for
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Writer: Jeremy Crenshaw
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Performed By: Rome the Godd
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: Jeremy Crenshaw

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