Newfame - Find time / PS2 Lyrics

We aging good sippin' fine wine
5 course meal all my niggas finna fine dine
For you I think I'm busy
For the money ima find time
But money isn't everything
You walking on a fine line
Nigga, you know you walking on a fine line
Ain't even livin' life your days revolve around the "grind time"
Go and find your peace bro I can't cap been tryna find mine
Cuz when it get too late you gon be wishin' you could find time
You gon be wishing you could find time
Looking back on life like what's the money without memories
Listening to sing about me hoping they remember me
We gon pull ya card , probably fucking up your memory
PS2
Bitch I'm the future DS2
Not impressed? well we probably gon dress to
Pourin lines out a muhfuckin' test tube
Give no fucks about them or the rest too
Niggas sleep they don't know I'm the best too
Lemme chill
They get mad when you show off your confidence
They get scared when they see ain't no stopping him
I ain't up but I feel like I'm popping in
Sending hate through a bubble we popping it
Feel like Obi cuz there ain't no topping this
We invest but we still like to shop and shit
She don't dance but on dick she be mopping it
If you in the picture cropping it
I see it I want it I'm coppin' it
She want me inside when I'm not in it
And when I'm by her side she be flauntin' it
Damn
Damn
Damn
Niggas on diff type of time
I ain't stressing bout shit that ain't mine
I ain't on I'm still waiting in line
Park on the street im okay with the fine
Remember them days they wouldn't pay me no mind
Like yesterday
I'm just tryna have me the best of days
Opened up I knew I shoulda kept away
Bring the bill tell my girl put the check away
Give me face she want me in her neck today
Hella stressed I think I need to meditate
Free my thoughts and it feel like I elevate
We just tryna elevate
We just tryna elevate

We aging good sippin' fine wine
5 course meal all my niggas finna fine dine
For you I think I'm busy
For the money ima find time
But money isn't everything
You walking on a fine line
Nigga, you know you walking on a fine line
Ain't even livin' life your days revolve around the "grind time"
Go and find your peace bro I can't cap been tryna find mine
Cuz when it get too late you gon be wishin' you could find time
You gon be wishing you could find time
Looking back on life like what's the money without memories
Listening to sing about me hoping they remember me
We gon pull ya card , probably fucking up your memory
PS2
Bitch I'm the future DS2
Not impressed? well we probably gon dress to
Pourin lines out a muhfuckin' test tube
Give no fucks about them or the rest too
Niggas sleep they don't know I'm the best too
Lemme chill
They get mad when you show off your confidence
They get scared when they see ain't no stopping him
I ain't up but I feel like I'm popping in
Sending hate through a bubble we popping it
Feel like Obi cuz there ain't no topping this
We invest but we still like to shop and shit
She don't dance but on dick she be mopping it
If you in the picture cropping it
I see it I want it I'm coppin' it
She want me inside when I'm not in it
And when I'm by her side she be flauntin' it
Damn
Damn
Damn
Niggas on diff type of time
I ain't stressing bout shit that ain't mine
I ain't on I'm still waiting in line
Park on the street im okay with the fine
Remember them days they wouldn't pay me no mind
Like yesterday
I'm just tryna have me the best of days
Opened up I knew I shoulda kept away
Bring the bill tell my girl put the check away
Give me face she want me in her neck today
Hella stressed I think I need to meditate
Free my thoughts and it feel like I elevate
We just tryna elevate
We just tryna elevate