Smiiles - Time

This for the days that I sat on the porch
And I told the whole fam I'm a get it
World on my back gotta lace up my Gucci boots
Standing up tall cuz I can't die in second
Bad bitch number 1,2, or 3?
Bring 'em all cuz you know that I don't got a preference
Shout to my folks been around since the preface
This just chapter one shit now look how we stepping
Can't let a thing get determined by chance
This pressure gon' really expose who ain't friends
She just want this dick and couple of bands
Mind on the finish
No heartbreak again
Seen a few killers get killed over beef
So I don't take no chances
I'm riding with heat
Invest in some trust funds so my nephew can eat
Need that first of the month every day feel for me
I know shit ain't sweet but it really ain't bitter
My blood is much thicker
My wrist hit with glitter
I focused my vision
Came back like I never left
And still I stay servin on regiment
When I die I know that my family proud
Fuck how you feel about me
The truth is I'm solid
The root of my problems is feelin like I don't be killing shit
When really that's all that I'm doing
Shit I ain't got time
I really got too much pain in my eyes
Smoke a whole pound and I can't get high
You ain't got the money don't hit my line
Ho I ain't got time
Everything you said I don't think you mean
Yellow-tape the pussy when I pull up on the scene
I can't argue bout shit when I got pockets full of ben's
Shit I ain't got time
I really got too much pain in my eyes
Smoke a whole pound and I can't get high
You ain't got the money don't hit my line
Ho I ain't got time
Everything you said I don't think you mean
Yellow-tape the pussy when I pull up on the scene
I can't argue bout shit when I got pockets full of ben's
Forever they treat me like I wouldn’t be shit
Cuz I had the law on my ass
Kick down the door I’m a take it don’t ask
Boy you think I’m a demon then I’ll be just that
And swear if I start it then I’m gonna finish it
Close to the sun but I’m fly just Like Icarus
Each time I took losses I bounced back immaculate
Been on the floor sleeping ain’t have no mattresses
All for a dream
Funny how this shit life now I don’t sleep
Too many missed texts that I been tryna read
Money in DM’s for mixing shit clean
Ain’t worried bout fashion that ain’t shit to me
Drip out the faucet
I don’t get exhausted
I’m feeling like Arnold big Smiiles a machine
I threw her a perc she wanna feel like a star
She was feeling herself now she feeling on me
Forever you know that the love is my motive
This money comes second but it’s getting closer
A lot on my mind so I hate being sober
I need what I want no I can’t have the closest
I think her advice some the devil had told her
But that view from behind I’m still bending her over
It ain’t gonna work in the long term I know that
This pimpin ain’t East but I still be rolling
Shit I ain't got time
I really got too much pain in my eyes
Smoke a whole pound and I can't get high
You ain't got the money don't hit my line
Ho I ain't got time
Everything you said I don't think you mean
Yellow-tape the pussy when I pull up on the scene
I can't argue bout shit when I got pockets full of ben's
Shit I ain't got time
I really got too much pain in my eyes
Smoke a whole pound and I can't get high
You ain't got the money don't hit my line
Ho I ain't got time
Everything you said I don't think you mean
Yellow-tape the pussy when I pull up on the scene
I can't argue bout shit when I got pockets full of ben's

Written by:
Miles Doban

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