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Tyson el Dominicano - No Time (feat. Jchill) Lyrics



Tyson el Dominicano - No Time (feat. Jchill) Lyrics
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I got too much on my mind
I can't be stressing bout no f*ckery
I can't be worried bout no bitch I ain't got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
Mama taught me how to hustle, that shit stuck with me
How tf you hating, talking down but lookin up to me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I got too much on my mind
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
I cant be worried bout no bitch i aint got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
Paper chasing day to day I live and die for it
1.I AINT GOT THE TIME
D.O.C took it all in 2012
They tryed 2 book me put me in a shelve
Had me wishing n it wasnt a well
2 MUCH ON MY MIND
Mama told me 2 get it out the dirt
Dont chase a bitch cuz it could get u hurt
Am trying 2 eat am after da dessert
I AINT GOT THE TIME
Only got time 4 da cheese n da bread
On my head on like a dread till am dead
All this hustler scared cuz they know ama threat
I GOT 2 MUCH ON MY MIND
I tell em am fine just pay me like a fine
I aint a check i aint tryng 2 get signed
Scale music baby ye we on da grind
We aint wasting no time cuz on overtime
If this shit dont work out put on gloves like a mime
Trying 2 find my way out while am dropping diz rhymes
When u find ur way out u just dropping a dime
THIS HATERS LIVING LIEEESS
They acting hard when they know dat they pie
Talking bout work when they know that they dry
Talking bout bitches they know that they bi
I aint got no time no time
I dont really stress no mo
I dont really chase no ho
I just really chase da doe
N my pockets fat like joe
I just Cook n sell da blow
N i got it 4 da low
Niggas call me give n go
Bitches call me gigolo
They dont cross me tic tac toe
I got too much on my mind
I can't be stressing bout no f*ckery
I can't be worried bout no bitch I ain't got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
Mama taught me how to hustle, that shit stuck with me
How tf you hating, talking down but lookin up to me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I got too much on my mind
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
I cant be worried bout no bitch i aint got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
Paper chasing day to day I live and die for it
I aint got the time i i aint got the time yeah
Shorty hit line after line than shorty give me a lipiece of her mind
No no no it ain't safe around here man you better hide ya bitch
She really with the shits, Hit it from the back just like I hit a lick
Cause she ain't coming back, she f*ckin w the kid
And she gon throw it back just like got a twitch
And if she do it right I'm bustin down her wrist
Then ima cut her off just like she got a switch
And I'm on to the next ain't no time for the shit
I aint got no time no i aint got no time
My life a movie no stop and no rewind
Too much to do but I ain't got the time
I ain't got shit to prove cause the whole world is mine
What you gon do when it's ride or you die
I got too much to lose keep the tool on my side
Chill play it cool, act a fool on the side
F*ck what you goin thru in ya life
Take ya bitch like a thief in the night
Keep the receipt, send her back in ya life
I got too much on my mind
I can't be stressing bout no f*ckery
I can't be worried bout no bitch I ain't got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
Paper chasing day to day I live and die for it
I got too much on my mind
I can't be stressing bout no f*ckery
I can't be worried bout no bitch I ain't got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
Mama taught me how to hustle, that shit stuck with me
How tf you hating, talking down but lookin up to me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I got too much on my mind
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
I cant be worried bout no bitch i aint got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
Paper chasing day to day I live and die for it
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I got too much on my mind
I can't be stressing bout no f*ckery
I can't be worried bout no bitch I ain't got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
Mama taught me how to hustle, that shit stuck with me
How tf you hating, talking down but lookin up to me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I got too much on my mind
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
I cant be worried bout no bitch i aint got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
Paper chasing day to day I live and die for it
1.I AINT GOT THE TIME
D.O.C took it all in 2012
They tryed 2 book me put me in a shelve
Had me wishing n it wasnt a well
2 MUCH ON MY MIND
Mama told me 2 get it out the dirt
Dont chase a bitch cuz it could get u hurt
Am trying 2 eat am after da dessert
I AINT GOT THE TIME
Only got time 4 da cheese n da bread
On my head on like a dread till am dead
All this hustler scared cuz they know ama threat
I GOT 2 MUCH ON MY MIND
I tell em am fine just pay me like a fine
I aint a check i aint tryng 2 get signed
Scale music baby ye we on da grind
We aint wasting no time cuz on overtime
If this shit dont work out put on gloves like a mime
Trying 2 find my way out while am dropping diz rhymes
When u find ur way out u just dropping a dime
THIS HATERS LIVING LIEEESS
They acting hard when they know dat they pie
Talking bout work when they know that they dry
Talking bout bitches they know that they bi
I aint got no time no time
I dont really stress no mo
I dont really chase no ho
I just really chase da doe
N my pockets fat like joe
I just Cook n sell da blow
N i got it 4 da low
Niggas call me give n go
Bitches call me gigolo
They dont cross me tic tac toe
I got too much on my mind
I can't be stressing bout no f*ckery
I can't be worried bout no bitch I ain't got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
Mama taught me how to hustle, that shit stuck with me
How tf you hating, talking down but lookin up to me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I got too much on my mind
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
I cant be worried bout no bitch i aint got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
Paper chasing day to day I live and die for it
I aint got the time i i aint got the time yeah
Shorty hit line after line than shorty give me a lipiece of her mind
No no no it ain't safe around here man you better hide ya bitch
She really with the shits, Hit it from the back just like I hit a lick
Cause she ain't coming back, she f*ckin w the kid
And she gon throw it back just like got a twitch
And if she do it right I'm bustin down her wrist
Then ima cut her off just like she got a switch
And I'm on to the next ain't no time for the shit
I aint got no time no i aint got no time
My life a movie no stop and no rewind
Too much to do but I ain't got the time
I ain't got shit to prove cause the whole world is mine
What you gon do when it's ride or you die
I got too much to lose keep the tool on my side
Chill play it cool, act a fool on the side
F*ck what you goin thru in ya life
Take ya bitch like a thief in the night
Keep the receipt, send her back in ya life
I got too much on my mind
I can't be stressing bout no f*ckery
I can't be worried bout no bitch I ain't got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
Paper chasing day to day I live and die for it
I got too much on my mind
I can't be stressing bout no f*ckery
I can't be worried bout no bitch I ain't got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
Mama taught me how to hustle, that shit stuck with me
How tf you hating, talking down but lookin up to me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I got too much on my mind
I cant be stressing bout no f*ckery
I cant be worried bout no bitch i aint got the time
Too much on my mind for it i aint got the time for it
Paper chasing day to day I live and die for it
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Writer: Johnny Rodriguez, Jordan Hill
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