SOB X RBE - Ain’t Got Time Lyrics

(Zaytoven)
Whole lotta gang shit going on in this muhfucka
SOB x RBE shit
Shoutout my nigga Zaytoven

And I still remember days when I was doing bad
Lil' bro just dropped the mask and did him bad, we had to do the dash
Never gave a pass and never will, T.O. been bound and drilled
No heart up in that field, don't you know love will get you killed?
It get crazy baby, when we hit your city like the navy baby
Shit get mainey baby, but don't trip 'cause it's all gravy baby
Pray the lord save me and come take me if he choose to take me
I ain't from the Crest but ask about me, we'll do 'em janky
The streets talking, we them niggas that you heard about
Nigga once your name up in them statements you can't blur it out
Like damn why brodie speak, got me creeping with this Gleek
And I ain't graduate but I got my diploma in these streets
And don't a day go by where a nigga ain't high
What's the use of the truth if I can't tell a lie?
Barely made it out alive, he was born in that fire
(So we ride) with that fire
(Push the line) with that fire

Another day, another show, I ain't got time, baby
I've been having real shit up on my mind, lately
Busted on him 'cause your nigga out of line, baby
You either slide or do the down when it gets time, baby
We be thuggin' outside 'til the cops come
Thought he was a real nigga but he not one
And we ain't going in the house 'til we drop some
I'll be right here with my brothers 'til that time come

One whip, four dicks when we bend blocks
Big Glock, big chops when we send shots
Make a bitch kiss this dick, I don't lip lock
A grimy nigga with these diamonds, watch me drip-drop
I remember I was broke, nigga rock bottom
Pop a nigga with this Glock, then pop my collar
Slimmy motherfucking B, I'm the don dada
Lil' baby wanna eat this dick, I need top dollar (lil' bitch)
You can smell these Runts on me bitch I'm the loudest
If that money called then a nigga rerouting
When I'm off that Heen I be gigging, clowning
Ice bitch diamonds in my grill got me smiling
Send a bond on this Glizzy this bitch hold fifty
Best friends with that Drac' but I don't know Drizzy
It's a Glock on everybody and they hold plenty
The real G-Unit bitch but I don't know 50
Lil' nigga

Another day, another show, I ain't got time, baby
I've been having real shit up on my mind, lately
Busted on him 'cause your nigga out of line, baby
You either slide or do the down when it gets time, baby
We be thuggin' outside 'til the cops come
Thought he was a real nigga but he not one
And we ain't going in the house 'til we drop some
I'll be right here with my brothers 'til that time come

I'm off Heen, Percs and Runts, bitch I'm hella on
She like it with the lights on so I hit her with my bezel on
Clip so long, shoot for half an hour, bitch an episode
The dogs I got don't love to find no Frisbee, they all fetching souls
Five grams of all flavor and this Russian Cream
Sick to my stomach, King will never meet his uncle Shied
I'm in court, pants sagging I ain't tucking tees
And still be blowing money fast like I fuck with meeze
We can take a trip out the country, it's nothing baby
Woulda thought this bitch was mental how she fuck me crazy
Bury your ass alive, he want smoke? Then we gon' undertake him
Born in '97 but I'm dope like I was from the '80s
Let a nigga step on these Balenci's and get beat on
Pop my collar and tell her something nice to get my P on
Lil' baby thought my hoodie spelled out love, naw bitch this Vlone
She know that pussy good, that shit ain't take me nothing but three strokes

Another day, another show, I ain't got time, baby
I've been having real shit up on my mind, lately
Busted on him 'cause your nigga out of line, baby
You either slide or do the down when it gets time, baby
We be thuggin' outside 'til the cops come
Thought he was a real nigga but he not one
And we ain't going in the house 'til we drop some
I'll be right here with my brothers 'til that time come