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Time Keeps Going Video (MV)




Performed By: Coley Xavier
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Cole Jones-Ford




Coley Xavier - Time Keeps Going Lyrics
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Waits for no man
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no woman
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no woman
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no woman
Time, time keeps going
The only thing that I can't have back is time
So know I'ma go after mine
I'm a mastermind
And I'm destined for greatness
My patience is running thin
Other niggas asinine
The only thing that I can't get back is time
So shit I'ma get after mine
This the masterplan
Ion got time to match a gram until I move the fam to Amsterdam
The only thing that I can't have back is time
So know I'ma go after mine
I'm a mastermind
And I'm destined for greatness
My patience is running thin
Other niggas asinine
The only thing that I can't get back is time
So shit I'ma get after mine
This the masterplan
Ion got time to match a gram until I move the fam to Amsterdam
Time wasting away
So I pray every day about making a way
While you wasting yo day, I'll be making a play
See I'm chasing the fame, but it's deeper than fame
I want people to associate shit that I'm saying to the side of my name
Know I came in the game and I made my own lane
And my fam did the same cuz we stay with the flames
I can rap about nonsense and I can wild out too
I can rap about traps, flipping packs, getting pieces for scams to pull off
But shit, I'm not you
If you can make it as a star, why not shoot?
I make art from the heart nigga, how bout you?
Put yoself in my shoes, I wanna know what you would do
You ain't thinking bout me, but I'm thinking bout you
Thinking you got time to kill boy you dumb
Boy you shit, boy you dung
Give it up, boy you done
You know you can't fight, so you flex with a gun
Protection is real, you think weapons are fun
The same way you niggas like rapping bout drugs
Really we need to stop smoking these blunts
They f*cking up our lungs
If I's to get cancer, then what would I do?
Outlived by my momma and grandmother too
Because tobacco still appeals to the youth
Like it did in the 60s, this shit isn't new
The times are repeating
Our bodies are tools for our souls to learn lessons
So please don't abuse em
We light up these cigs, we can put em out too
You ain't thinking bout me, but I'm thinking bout you
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Waits for no man
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no woman
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no woman
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no man
Time waits for no woman
Time, time keeps going
The only thing that I can't have back is time
So know I'ma go after mine
I'm a mastermind
And I'm destined for greatness
My patience is running thin
Other niggas asinine
The only thing that I can't get back is time
So shit I'ma get after mine
This the masterplan
Ion got time to match a gram until I move the fam to Amsterdam
The only thing that I can't have back is time
So know I'ma go after mine
I'm a mastermind
And I'm destined for greatness
My patience is running thin
Other niggas asinine
The only thing that I can't get back is time
So shit I'ma get after mine
This the masterplan
Ion got time to match a gram until I move the fam to Amsterdam
Time wasting away
So I pray every day about making a way
While you wasting yo day, I'll be making a play
See I'm chasing the fame, but it's deeper than fame
I want people to associate shit that I'm saying to the side of my name
Know I came in the game and I made my own lane
And my fam did the same cuz we stay with the flames
I can rap about nonsense and I can wild out too
I can rap about traps, flipping packs, getting pieces for scams to pull off
But shit, I'm not you
If you can make it as a star, why not shoot?
I make art from the heart nigga, how bout you?
Put yoself in my shoes, I wanna know what you would do
You ain't thinking bout me, but I'm thinking bout you
Thinking you got time to kill boy you dumb
Boy you shit, boy you dung
Give it up, boy you done
You know you can't fight, so you flex with a gun
Protection is real, you think weapons are fun
The same way you niggas like rapping bout drugs
Really we need to stop smoking these blunts
They f*cking up our lungs
If I's to get cancer, then what would I do?
Outlived by my momma and grandmother too
Because tobacco still appeals to the youth
Like it did in the 60s, this shit isn't new
The times are repeating
Our bodies are tools for our souls to learn lessons
So please don't abuse em
We light up these cigs, we can put em out too
You ain't thinking bout me, but I'm thinking bout you
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Writer: Cole Jones-Ford
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