Testo Time Today - Moneybagg Yo
Testo della canzone Time Today (Moneybagg Yo), tratta dall'album A Gangsta’s Pain: Reloaded
I ju' looked at my wrist, I got time today, fuck it, I'm crossin' the line today
The hate be so real, the love be fake, be bumpin' they gums and bumpin' my tape
Don't go against me, then ask for my help, go get out yo' feelings and get it yourself
Might got the same shoes, but you ain't gon' step (nope), the shit that you just put out, you coulda kept, yep
She got a nigga, he gotta share (why?) you can't compete when you can't compare (period)
She ate the dick through my underwear (uh), got up and got herself outta there
I see they put me on memes and things, don't speak on my life without knowin' the real
Eight figures a year, what it cost me to live, don't hold it, just say what you feel, but
Watch your mouth 'fore I fly out your bitch (where?) to a place that she didn't know exist (gone)
Mediterranean, water my wrist (fish), keepin' 'em pissed, how I'm talkin' my shit
Six-figure check for a show, man, I'm lit (lit), let's celebrate, now my bag legit (go)
These niggas with me with whatever I'm with (yeah), didn't know who did it, got e'rybody hit, bitch (brrt)
I don't like niggas, I don't like bitches, I don't like nobody (nobody, nobody)
We can get gangsta, we can keep it cordial, how you wanna go 'bout it? (How you wanna do it?)
I don't backtrack, man, fuck that, I don't miss nobody (I don't miss nothin')
Left it on seen, I ain't write back, I don't trust nobody (period)
I ju' looked at my wrist, I got time today, fuck it, I'm crossin' the line today
These bitches'll cry and be lyin' in your face (facts), slicker than us, gotta know how they play
If the money wasn't skraight, she wouldn't be here today, ain't it, mane, she don't know what to say
You ain't me so it's hard to relate (what?) how much cash I fuck off every day? (Big Bagg)
Don't play with me, baby, go play with your pussy, you see 'em in person, these niggas be shooken
A huncho, it cost you a Quavo to book me, I'm worth it, the proof in the puddin'
Surrounded by bitches (four of 'em), I'm lookin' like William but they ain't my girlfriends (nah)
Bruh, I'ma spin on your block, back to back when I finish, it look like the world end (dawg)
I ain't aks for it, they did it to me (what?) niggas exposin' they hands for free
Get caught in the middle, that's bullseye (get it too), you got hit, but we was targetin' he (him)
Poppin' my shit with a capital P (caps), SRT, Redeye, red key (vroom)
Might be ugly, but my bitch precious (bad), she ain't even sneeze, but still I bless her (achoo)
I don't like niggas, I don't like bitches, I don't like nobody (nobody, nobody)
We can get gangsta, we can keep it cordial, how you wanna go 'bout it? (How you wanna do it?)
I don't backtrack, man, fuck that, I don't miss nobody (I don't miss nothin')
Left it on seen, I ain't write back, I don't trust nobody (period)
I ju' looked at my wrist, I got time today, fuck it, I'm crossin' the line today
I ju' looked at my wrist, I got time today, fuck it, I'm crossin' the line today
I ju' looked at my wrist, I got time today, fuck it, I'm crossin' the line today
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Writer(s): Demario Dewayne White Jr., Derrick Carrington Gray, Jorres Nelson, Christopher A. Pearson
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