Yung Milk - Time Machine

I only want my pay
I only want my paper
Get the fuck out may way
Cause I don't want no haters
I only want my pay
I only want my paper
Get the fuck out may way
Cause I don't want no haters
Needing me a time machine
To go back to a time
Where I wasn't in the paper
Yeah my momma thinkin that I'm a fiend
Sure I sold my weed
Now she thinking I'm a stranger
I don't want her to hate my mind
But I cant keep working labor
So I'm needing me a time machine
To go back to a time
Where I wasn't in the paper paper
Mama mama don't you tell me how to live
I might be a baby
But I'm buying you a crib
I ain't doing what I'm selling
You ain't even got to trip
Cause I been on my survival damn shit
You raised this kid fantastically
Mama please don't be mad at me
Sorry for smoking practically
All of the fucking family tree
I'll be winning Granny, Grammys,
Daddy gunna stand with me
I ain't doing the xanny's
Uncanny how you just laughed at me
Rapping way too fast
I forgot you ain't understanding these
Bars that's in my masterpiece
You losing pride as I gain sanity
Family is important but I don't care about vanity
I'm killing this and in the paper it says casualty
Needing me a time machine
To go back to a time
Where I wasn't in the paper
Yeah my momma thinkin that I'm a fiend
Sure I sold my weed
Now she thinking I'm a stranger
I don't want her to hate my mind
But I cant keep working labor
So I'm needing me a time machine
To go back to a time
Where I wasn't in the paper paper
I think it's time you understand just what my talent is
I don't need a friend this paper pencil don't abandon shit
Tell me plan it out and use people to take advantage, win
The only thing I took from that shit is my only plan is this
I only want my pay
I only want my paper
Get the fuck out may way
Cause I don't want no haters
I only want my pay
I only want my paper
Get the fuck out may way
Cause I don't want no haters
Needing me a time machine
To go back to a time
Where I wasn't in the paper
Yeah my momma thinkin that I'm a fiend
Sure I sold my weed
Now she thinking I'm a stranger
I don't want her to hate my mind
But I cant keep working labor
So I'm needing me a time machine
To go back to a time
Where I wasn't in the paper paper

Written by:
Connor Stewart

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