No Time To Rest

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G Maniac

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I ain't got no time to rest
Gotta fly in a jet
Yep higher than shit
Put ya lighters up bitch
We flyer than kicks
I'm wired different
I'm desired to win (yup)
But until then (what)
Gotta pick the pen (up)
Up then spit (f*ck)
Crazy shit (uhh)
Face it bitch
I'm fuckin hip hop
I'll never switch up
I don't sip syrup
But I'm still (what)

Rhymin' on this beat
Ex girl miss me
Heard me spitting
Surely kidding
Bitch you left me for the next thing
Bought you bling for your left ring fing
But now I just fling you the bird
Bitch we once were inseparable like twins at birth (yeah)
Sex was good (yep) that's for sure
Now I'm rhymin' words for you lil' girl
You were my whole world don't you forget Woulda gave you the world and don't you forget it
I'm outta this world and don't you forget it
Gettin' my voice heard It's only beginning
Bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh
That's what you sound like to me now
About time I speak out
Killin' these beats now in this freestyle
Ima be wild one day 3 thou whole crowd
Rolling green up in my treehouse
Smokin' trees up in my greenhouse
So much weed (f*ck) I can't see now
Pick myself up
Dust myself off
Bitch you messed up
Now you jealous
Kiss my left nut
To my fellas
Get the checks up
Then get hella hella drunk

I ain't got no time to rest
Gotta fly in a jet
Yep higher than shit
Put ya lighters up bitch
We flyer than kicks
I'm wired different
I'm desired to win (yup)
But until then (what)
Gotta pick the pen (up)
Up then spit (f*ck)
Crazy shit (uhh)
Face it bitch
I'm fuckin hip hop
I'll never switch up
I don't sip syrup
But I'm still (what)

Rockin' the mic Prunes Y2k
I rhyme in the booth and I'm here to stay
I might fuckin' shoot you in the leg (pew)
If you fookin' fook with me
That's word to word to Conor Mcgreg
The bird the bird I flip everyday
My vision was blurred (yep) so cloudy
But I cleared that shit right up no rain
Sometimes I feel like I'm crazy
Then I turn the mic on daily
Got me feeling like I'm famous
I just cannot fuckin' take this
I just cannot remain nameless
Take my shot to the top I'm aimin'
Earn my spot like Pac in the game
I'm feelin' hot but cold at the same time
Fresher than coat a paint
My flow go cray
You know my name
I go insane
Like old Lil Wayne
I know my lane
You know I'm stayin
You know you lame
You know I'm the man
No gain no pain
Just smoked a gram
with champagne
Gotta maintain this crazy brain cuz I ain't

I ain't got no time to rest
Gotta fly in a jet
Yep higher than shit
Put ya lighters up bitch
We flyer than kicks
I'm wired different
I'm desired to win (yup)
But until then (what)
Gotta pick the pen (up)
Up then spit (f*ck)
Crazy shit (uhh)
Face it bitch
I'm fuckin hip hop
I'll never switch up
I don't sip syrup
But I'm still (what)

Givin' this shit my all no rest
Stick up chin put out my chest
Name's Griffin I'm at my best
Yes I'm different bitch I'm blessed
I found the system to get checks
Bitch I got wisdom now I'm next
The digits will come then I'll flex
But until then chicka chicka step
Up to the mic
I don't give a f*ck like kids on a bus ride
About have a tough time
Bitch I'll leave your tongue tied
About to be a fun time
All the way til' sunrise
I know cunts lie
That's the motto I like
Down that road many times
Never show any signs
Slowin' down let's ride
F*ck a hoe til' I die
Don't you know I'm the guy
Throwin' dough on her thighs
A-a-and her pussy
Slow it down G nope can't let 'em past me
Got this bitch Ashlee in a yellow taxi
Sittin' in the back seat
Pullin' down my khakis
Road head I'm happy
Busted on her black jeans
Got some em last week
Now she fuckin' mad at me
And I don't know what to do
This bitch it's up to you
Mic check one two mic check one two
What else is new?
Feels like my necks tied up in a noose
But I'll be fine lace up my shoes
Get a blunt to light up then drink booze
Bitch I'm higher (ha) than you
I'm fired up bitch my tank full
Just copped 4 tires (yep) brand new
Just got hired I'm make moves
You know I'm wired different than you
different than you
One more time I'm different than you
Give me the mic (yep) rip it from you
About to light up a zip or 2
You're  fuckin' with the original
Bitch I got the visuals
While you just sit at home
I'ma be livin it up cuz

I ain't got no time to rest
Gotta fly in a jet
Yep higher than shit
Put ya lighters up bitch
We flyer than kicks
I'm wired different
I'm desired to win (yup)
But until then (what)
Gotta pick the pen (up)
Up then spit (f*ck)
Crazy shit (uhh)
Face it bitch
I'm fuckin hip hop
I'll never switch up
I don't sip syrup
But I'm still (what)

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