Rose Dollaz - Waste No Time

I ain't tryna waste my time, I ain't callin' you no more
I gave you too many chances, you ain't take it, that's your fault
And I'm comin' with a glizzy in case a nigga try to front
I ain't givin' no more chances, nigga, we gon' go to war
I ain't tryna waste my time, I ain't callin' you no more
I gave you too many chances, you ain't take it, that's your fault
And I'm comin' with a glizzy in case a nigga try to front
I ain't givin' no more chances, nigga, we gon' go to war
Know that shit ain't fine, but we just doin' what we can
Talk down on me all you want, that just proves that you a fan
Started low from the bottom, but we soon come up on a trend
Yeah, I might run up from the bottom, I'm just tryna run a band
But damn, nowadays I just be relaxin
Ridin' in a Beamer, rollin' up and smokin' all this drastic
Ain't got time for no ho, but I'ma give it if she askin
Woulda nutted in her if she wasn't 80% plastic
And these bitches goin' crazy, I just let them entertain me
I lay back and watch you hate me, you would think that I was lazy
I don't get involved, no, you can leave me out the mix
Ain't got time for no drama, I'm just tryna get a hit
I ain't tryna waste my time, I ain't callin' you no more
I gave you too many chances, you ain't take it, that's your fault
And I'm comin' with a glizzy in case a nigga try to front
I ain't givin' no more chances, nigga, we gon' go to war
I ain't tryna waste my time, I ain't callin' you no more
I gave you too many chances, you ain't take it, that's your fault
And I'm comin' with a glizzy in case a nigga try to front
I ain't givin' no more chances, nigga, we gon' go to war, war, yeah
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Rose Dollaz
Ain't got time to feel sad, I'm just tryna get a bag
I just wanna hit a dab, I just wanna feel this cash
Fuck all that love shit, I ain't got time for that
And if you ever left my life, you could stay where you at
You told me you could see the sun, but tell me, can't you see the rain
You told me you could see the love, but tell me, can't you see the pain
And listen to no one, I'm stayin' in my own lane
So please stay off of my way, for I'll cut you with this blade
But, hey, there's really not that much to say
Seventeen-year-old goin' up, he tryna run a cake
Luckily, he got no trials, so he cannot do the race
He gon' remember denial when he make it up one day
Nigga's gettin' lazy, I ain't tryna stay the same
I'm just tryna ball up till I go and fly away
New designer every day, got bitches callin' me, babe
Put it on every day, you gon' remember my name
I ain't tryna waste my time, I ain't callin' you no more
I gave you too many chances, you ain't take it, that's your fault
And I'm comin' with a glizzy in case a nigga try to front
I ain't givin' no more chances, nigga, we gon' go to war
I ain't tryna waste my time, I ain't callin' you no more
I gave you too many chances, you ain't take it, that's your fault
And I'm comin' with a glizzy in case a nigga try to front
I ain't givin' no more chances, nigga, we gon' go to war

Written by:
Rosevelt Luperon

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