Iv_collin - Time To Kill

Aye I got an
Acquired taste my dear
My fav lick of sativa
Shoutout to my indie
Women out there
You niggas be acting like divas
I said the Lord's Prayer
Twice to keep me in company
With the only real
So many invalid opinions
I get it
I guess y'all got time to kill
There's nothing you can ever say
I ain't already knw about my self
My ego not a beam
I'm just overprotective about my wealth
To long you make me felt
Like I was a bottom tier
Buried my soil and
Returned with flowers
Ain't no luck that I got here
My presence in the room
Is known
From head to toe
I know that you see it
I'll rather play off like
I'm dead then to hear
From you when it's only
Convenient
Don't post none of that R.I.P
Better not see my ass on a shirt
I plan to takeover the world
Just hope my mom can see it first
Studied ya moves to a tea
Speak with my chest now
You wanna play checkers
Said you want me to succeed
But I feel the resentment
Now I'm doing better
Love is so overrated
An urban legend
When it does last
I don't unfollow
Oh no you gotta watch me
Showing my ass
Got an
Acquired taste my dear
My fav lick of sativa
Shoutout to my indie
Women out there
You niggas be acting like divas
I said the Lord's Prayer
Twice to keep me in company
With the only real
So many invalid opinions
I get it
I guess y'all got time to kill
Got an
Acquired taste my dear
My fav lick of sativa
Shoutout to my indie
Women out there
You niggas be acting like divas
I said the Lord's Prayer
Twice to keep me in company
With the only real
So many invalid opinions
I get it
I guess y'all got time to kill.
Bumping that Friday night lights back
In 010
Heavy rotation
My mind stuck on the results
This game ain't a race
I gotta be patient
Attempting to outbox.myself
I grab the pen and came with toxic
Show out was right behind it
Got mixed reviews
I ran out of
Talking to god
Don't mean to question
My fate
Heard that you don't mistakes
Glad that you kept awake
Cause I been moving really grimey
And I know what's in stake
Strach and start over again
It didn't hit me rewriting every quote
Reoccurring offense sign and delivered
Of the realist that I ever wrote
This for anybody looking down
On me eat an uppercut
How a stranger have my best
Intentions than own blood
That's a gutter punch
Swear to me with yo fingers
Crossed in yo back
Yea I been knew about that
That's A Do
It's the hoe in you
Gotta get that in tact
Aye I got an
Acquired taste my dear
My fav lick of sativa
Shoutout to my indie
Women out there
You niggas be acting like divas
I said the Lord's Prayer
Twice to keep me in company
With the only real
So many invalid opinions
I get it
I guess y'all got time to kill

Written by:
Albert Williams

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