Running Out of Time

Riding around in a hotbox Get the fuck out my lane I will not stop You lil' niggas know I got my glock cocked Talk that shit we aim right at yo top spot This shit getting foreal I’m running outta time I can’t stop it from here on out To show you lil niggas it’s real I’m still independent and don’t want no deal Do it by myself cuz these niggas gone squeal Fire up my blunt I go up like a hill I can’t fuck with niggas I see you ain’t real Need niggas around me thats ready to kill Cause in case shit going down you gone air out them rounds Then we gotta go now and head on a flight Used to pop the pills that was everyday life Tryna find me some muddy for my sprite Roll up the weed and then smoke to the dome Can’t be higher than me I’m already gone Ain’t even no used to calling my phone I know my nigga gone ride right or wrong Go grab the the chrome I’m off of that bullshit I’m tryna get money You see that I’m laughing I see something funny You niggas is bitches You bitches is bummy You bitches talk bout about everything but some money You wan’t me to pull up let’s discuss the funding I need mine in order Ain’t got time for playing them games about all my money Lil nigga got robbed for all of that fronting I don’t understand these niggas nowadays I just wan’t to roll up by myself and get paid Run up lil nigga I can see you in yo grave Keep on fucking with me then that’s where you gone lay That’s where you gone be at I’m smoking this tree I got hella drugs on me Fuck around and relapse Keep saying that I’m done But my problems pull me back I’m a real nigga it ain’t hard to see that We riding around four deep we got three straps niggas be lying out here don’t believe that I need to see fax got a red beam aiming right where yo teeth and he off 3 flats So you bet not move or that shit going down And you won’t leave the room And he gone boom I suggests that you don’t make a sound Get on the ground Nigga don’t move Better be cool I’m sitting in the back of the whip And I’m rolling up high as fool And we got two Run up lil bitch and we bussing at you You said you want smoke but I know that’s not you Get back to the basics I’m here for the cash That’s why I don’t say shit I ain’t got no patience The fuck off my line talking all of the that fake shit You wasn’t right there when I was in the basement Now bitch I’m right here you niggas can’t say shit Hate when a nigga say he could relate It just get to me cause I know most of em faking it and I cant relate I just gotta stay patient Gotta get to it cannot be waiting Work everyday like a doc on a paitent I drink till I’m faded and smoke till I pass out Hop in my whip then I smash out Bout to do the dash now Then go and hit the bank cash out Bro got the mac in the stash now All that tough talk tryna lash out I’m bout to spazz out All that tough talk didn’t last now We got the drop on you ass Know its over with So you talking out yo ass now Heard you was pussy And wasn’t ready to die bout this shit And I see in yo eyes they wasn’t lying now I’m in the lineup Hoe and yo time up Don’t need no diamonds Shine without that shit Fuck what you saying hoe I’m tryna get rich I got two watches I still don’t know which one I’m gone wear with this fit And I can fight and I don’t need the stick But you know we got that shit in the whip Tryna be cool niggas just won’t let me Better get out the way when we slide it’s deadly If we slide it’s gone be a horror scene 12 pop out I ain’t heard a thing Know that they gone try me Tell em come and see Standing on it Send it up And we gone come and see What y’all wanna talk about Now we gotta get the choppas It ain’t shit to talk about And nigga I ain’t worried please This mac a sit you down make you get on yo knees Running outta time these niggas say they heard of me