Bashy – So Little Time (2008) | Track profile | Dork

Bashy – So Little Time (2008) | Track profile | Dork

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So Little Time

(It's Bashy baby!)

You know I got a load to do innit, I can't stop

I can't stop, swear down

I can't stop, swear down true story

(Oi Wretch)

Come we go innit

Yo

[Verse 1 - Bashy]

I'm saying time's of the essence, getting older now

Well I got to periods to dilly dally

I got so much to achieve and lord knows I won't stop until I'm happy

Yutes right now would fuck my plans up

Plus I ain't got time to be changing these kiddies nappies

Plus, I use contraceptives cause I ain't feeling these insecure yatties

That are tryna trap me

But sending out to all of the baby daddies

Carl, Stanaman, Smokey and my nigga Raffy

I wish your yutes the best in life and that's coming straight from the heart of ya nigga Bashy

Anyway, back to the script

Still tryna go legit, still tryna cop my own yard

But still times running out like on a phone card

I'm tryna make ends meet cuzzy but it's so hard

[Chorus- Wretch 32]

There's so much to do, with so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

I got so much to do, with so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

I got so much to do, with so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

I got so much to do, with so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

[Verse 2 - Bashy]

I got so much to do, in so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

Six pound fifty a hour ain't cutting it

Eight pound fifty a hour ain't cutting it

Now I understand why mandem is cutting it up

Wrapping it in clingfilm and then shotting it

It's a rat race, it's got bare heads stuck in it

I'm like a fiend for money I can't get enough of it

I do music for the love it but if it ain't paying the bills I'm ducking it

I need financial clout how to make millions, I'm tryna figure it out

I refuse to be a nigga without so if you ain't raising my capital, I ain't sticking around

Look star I want my kids to be proud, not Daddy is a clown, Daddy can't even gimme a pound

Financially safe when Daddy's in the ground, yeah that's what Bashy's about

That's why I'm smashing it now, stacking it then putting it down

Liquid assets until I drown, I can't fail

Now I ain't even chasing the girls cause in the end, I know they're gonna feel me like brail

I'm a determined black male who's gonna get my family up out of this hell

Yeah

[Chorus- Wretch 32]

There's so much to do, with so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

I got so much to do, with so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

I got so much to do, with so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

I got so much to do, with so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

[Verse 3 - Bashy]

Look, I said this worlds just a piece of shit

I just wanna leave, around black people you can't just floss with ease

But I suppose that everybody's gotta eat

So obviously, niggas will take a pop at me

Wanna go into stocks and property, go legit but the government will be on to me

Sucking dough from my taxes cause I'm a black shit they want this legal tender off of me

Society's not for me, it's full of pagans and deceitful philosophies

Gotta get out the system but theirs a lack of time

I must monopolise the monopoly

Can't recall the last time I had proper sleep

I'm like a man possessed there's no stopping me

This is real life cuz this is not a dream

I can't be a wasteman, I can't just plot on street

I'm a focused prodigy, going on a steal I would probably show off a piece

I don't give a fuck who's watching me

When I was broke, nobody had a job for me

So I stunt like I won ten lotteries

And copped a Vantage with a dash that's mahogany

And drive with a boom ting down Oxford Street

Cause when you die there's no coming back you're just rotting G

[Speaking - Bashy]

When you die, you're just rotting

All the maggots and the worms, you get me

Unless you get cremated or suttin

You got one life so just live it see what I'm saying?

Do what you gotta do innit, don't watch no face

Get me, fuck the road do your ting

Lifes too short you get me?

[Chorus- Wretch 32]

So much to, so much to do, so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

I got so much to do, so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

I got so much to do, so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

I got so much to do, so little time

There's not enough minutes in this one little life

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