You ain't really gotta make time for us
You ain't gotta make time for us
I'm in the streets I gotta bag it up
I'm in the streets I gotta bag it up
You ain't really gotta make time
You ain;t really gotta make time
I got some bitches on my line
I think its best you get in line
Can't see the watch it make you blind
Rolling through the city see the lights
Rolling through PA the city mine
I'm not cocky just confident did it right
Can't call em when I pull up touch down
Swinging through the city look around
Lotta jelous in they face they keep a frown
Everytime they look my way they looking down
Care free throw the money out the window
Get a little, Give a lot thats what its here for
Trynna ge it, get the info
I don't even know why she get it in for
You aint really gotta make time
Thought I told you I aint got time
Yea I know that you hit my bro outta spite
I just jig hit a move cause its life
And why, Do you really really wanna make time
And why
Do you wanna make this time