Lyrics
Ain't no time chill and lay back
Not till I've gone clear I'm up and made racks
Scratch that till I'm up and I've made Ms
And my music stay better than the rest of dem
Lost some friends cus they fake I ain't missing em
Jealousy a disease so I stay distancing
In this game gotta stay consistent and disciplined
And my music stay real so I know they're listening
Man I'm a hustler, and soon come Ima shine
Been knowing Ima blow I'm just waiting for the time
And she saying that she rates my songs she loving all my rhymes
I just need me some space and she read between the lines
I ain't focused on that just cash and large amounts
So I can make it to the top make pops and mumzy proud
Just done my first show, getting love from the crowd
Man this is just the start give me a year from now
Man Ima take off
Stay chasing paper
Thinking she a 10 is it the same with no makeup
Tryna ball like Kobe grind 24s no laker
Ain't no time for conversations I'll see you later
Like man I'm busy, I stay telling her it's getting late
There ain't no time for pretty women and expensive dates
But I still find it pretty funny how they used to hate
Now I'm coming up and pretty money is coming my way
So fuck the fakes snakes, I know they all wanna hate
Saying that I took an L but I don't need them anyway
Kept my circle with me, on the grind we tryna elevate
Haters in my shadow, man it must be why they throwing shade
Hustle hard gotta maintain
She say she love me I don't think we on the same page
Fuck them hoes all they wanna do is play games
Put my trust in my killys they don't switch lanes
Take Ls but I make gains
Im just tryna make change
Don't need fame
Don't be mad at me you just gotta play the game
So much shit in my life that I overcame
For the pain gotta feed the team before I buy a chain
Ain't no time chill and lay back
Not till I've gone clear I'm up and made racks
Scratch that till I'm up and I've made Ms
And my music stay better than the rest of dem
Lost some friends cus they fake I ain't missing em
Jealousy a disease so I stay distancing
In this game gotta stay consistent and disciplined
And my music stay real so I know they're listening
I ain't gonna lie I ain't even got time to chill
I'm in the booth or serving shots tryna get me a mill
If the figures are patterned I'll sign a record deal
How you hopping on the wave you ain't even got the skills
Pulling up on mopeds I ain't even tryna stay there
How can I be shook if we're breathing in the same air
Fuck these dumb hoes I ain't taking them to Mayfair
The trap had me stressed that I started getting grey hair
Seen my mummy cry that shit broke my heart to pieces
Antisocial cus I know these brothers scheming
Your learning how to swim I be chilling in the deep end
The profits on the scales we don't ever break even
They say real eyes recognise real lies
Yh my circle small only got my real guys
I be running up the mileage on my 125
Then I step inside the booth with my one two guys
Ain't no time chill and lay back
Not till I've gone clear I'm up and made racks
Scratch that till I'm up and I've made Ms
And my music stay better than the rest of dem
Lost some friends cus they fake I ain't missing em
Jealousy a disease so I stay distancing
In this game gotta stay consistent and disciplined
And my music stay real so I know they're listening