I Ain't Got No Time

[Hook]

Look, I ain’t got no time, I’m chasin money

The only thing on my mind is stack them hunneds

Told my bitch I’m on my grind, she said she understand

And even if she don’t then she gonn need another man

Baby I ain’t got no time, I’m chasin money

The only thing on my mind, is stack them hunneds

Told my bitch I’m on my grind, she said she understand

And even if she don’t then she gonn need another man

Baby I ain’t got no time

[Verse 1: Ice Berg]

Now go my money talk, racked up, tood up

I guess that explain my funny walk, they hating on get 2 fucks

I’m still on that stupid shit, get your ass slit on

It’s gonn be the same story, my son ain’t dead shit wrong

For that money I go harder than a bitch

This 5% on my whip boy, it’s a monster in that shit

Don’t fuck with me, that common sence like a communist I flip

So stay about it mine nigga, you tryina get so i’m get on your grind nigga

Bad young …reporting from the land of the killers

So fucking fly I can stand on the ceiling

I’m getting riches so I can’t really vibe with my bitch

The only time we talk is when she help me on count my shit

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Fuck around and stumble cross a couple m's

I put 100 karats in my double m

Dope money, saving all the public shit

Hustling until all my neighbors republicans

Doubling so I tax just like the government

Dunk Ryder but none of my niggas suffering

Little niggas be replaying when they mumbling

Fuck em all we came to give em they punishment

Shook …the 45 be under it, rich nigga 50 mill I ain’t started shit

Nigga think he real, bitch I’m some other shit

Nigga keep it real, pay for your mother’s shit

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[Verse 3: Ice Berg]

Cause the money don’t sleep, and until I’m filthy rich

I’ma still be in these fucking streets

I’m addicted to designer, bad bitches and weed

I fuck with the same hoes as them niggas in the league

And thye know real when they see it, these diamonds be the cleanest

These vvs1′s girl I hope you ain’t anemic

And I been on the run baby I ain’t fucking off

I see when I see you, hell it’s barely time to talk

I got a bitch from out of town, always tryina text

So I flew her ass down, made a dance and got check

And she say she love a nigga but the feeling isn’t mutual

She told ain’t a damn thang to a real future, real talk

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