Just never hand me the pen
Once I get hot, I start spitting 'bout things that I shouldn't have said
It was bare time when I was moving, speeding, jumping to sin
Now I move cash, bags, duffles
What kind of time are we in?
Yeah, what kind of time are we in?
Bro just hit up my line
Said, "We off on the move"
Hopped in the whip, turn on to Nine
Now I'm on zoom
Shorty keep sending me texts
Saying what I'm gonna do
Keep that shit hush, ten double one
It's all of the crew
Keep that mask on
Don't leave tags on
Don't leave tags on
I got eyes, every side
Pull a fast one
Nah, nah
Don't pull a fast one
I ain't mad if you switch
Switch on the gang we gon' pop with a stick
Yeah, imma die with the clique
Stomp on his face, then I run up a flick
Shawty ran up to the crib
Open a can and its crisp
I ran a lick back in The Six
Yeah, what kind of time are we in?
Yeah
What kind of time are we in?
My troops be running the guard
They watching my six
They be like moms with they kids
KG be snapping the vids
And some new, it's just a whole 'nother list
Gotta be ducking my opps, stuck at the top
Leave that shit under the bridge
This shit will hit 'til I'm forty, it's feeling imported
I'm on just a whole 'nother wave
I'll keep your recordings, and all of them stories
I know you had something to say
My lassi is pouring, you less than important
My brother is rocking in braids
My album is soaring, my people are mourning
The Palestinian graves
The After might go undefeated
No one in the way to impede it
Yeah, all of my gens gonna see this
Yeah, I dealt with people that been leeching
Huh
You talking smoke?
Yeah, I peeped it
The government tapping in phones
They just gonna see what I'm on
The words coming straight from the dome
This shit been all on my own
I do not mess with a ghost
Doing this not for a show
I could be off on the coast
Doing it all for The Pro
Yeah
What kind of time are we in?
My troops be running the guard
They watching my six
They be like moms with they kids
KG be snapping the vids
And some new, it's just a whole 'nother list
Gotta be ducking my opps, stuck at the top
Leave that shit under the bridge
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English
Just never hand me the pen
Once I get hot, I start spitting 'bout things that I shouldn't have said
It was bare time when I was moving, speeding, jumping to sin
Now I move cash, bags, duffles
What kind of time are we in?
Yeah, what kind of time are we in?
Bro just hit up my line
Said, "We off on the move"
Hopped in the whip, turn on to Nine
Now I'm on zoom
Shorty keep sending me texts
Saying what I'm gonna do
Keep that shit hush, ten double one
It's all of the crew
Keep that mask on
Don't leave tags on
Don't leave tags on
I got eyes, every side
Pull a fast one
Nah, nah
Don't pull a fast one
I ain't mad if you switch
Switch on the gang we gon' pop with a stick
Yeah, imma die with the clique
Stomp on his face, then I run up a flick
Shawty ran up to the crib
Open a can and its crisp
I ran a lick back in The Six
Yeah, what kind of time are we in?
Yeah
What kind of time are we in?
My troops be running the guard
They watching my six
They be like moms with they kids
KG be snapping the vids
And some new, it's just a whole 'nother list
Gotta be ducking my opps, stuck at the top
Leave that shit under the bridge
This shit will hit 'til I'm forty, it's feeling imported
I'm on just a whole 'nother wave
I'll keep your recordings, and all of them stories
I know you had something to say
My lassi is pouring, you less than important
My brother is rocking in braids
My album is soaring, my people are mourning
The Palestinian graves
The After might go undefeated
No one in the way to impede it
Yeah, all of my gens gonna see this
Yeah, I dealt with people that been leeching
Huh
You talking smoke?
Yeah, I peeped it
The government tapping in phones
They just gonna see what I'm on
The words coming straight from the dome
This shit been all on my own
I do not mess with a ghost
Doing this not for a show
I could be off on the coast
Doing it all for The Pro
Yeah
What kind of time are we in?
My troops be running the guard
They watching my six
They be like moms with they kids
KG be snapping the vids
And some new, it's just a whole 'nother list
Gotta be ducking my opps, stuck at the top
Leave that shit under the bridge
Once I get hot, I start spitting 'bout things that I shouldn't have said
It was bare time when I was moving, speeding, jumping to sin
Now I move cash, bags, duffles
What kind of time are we in?
Yeah, what kind of time are we in?
Bro just hit up my line
Said, "We off on the move"
Hopped in the whip, turn on to Nine
Now I'm on zoom
Shorty keep sending me texts
Saying what I'm gonna do
Keep that shit hush, ten double one
It's all of the crew
Keep that mask on
Don't leave tags on
Don't leave tags on
I got eyes, every side
Pull a fast one
Nah, nah
Don't pull a fast one
I ain't mad if you switch
Switch on the gang we gon' pop with a stick
Yeah, imma die with the clique
Stomp on his face, then I run up a flick
Shawty ran up to the crib
Open a can and its crisp
I ran a lick back in The Six
Yeah, what kind of time are we in?
Yeah
What kind of time are we in?
My troops be running the guard
They watching my six
They be like moms with they kids
KG be snapping the vids
And some new, it's just a whole 'nother list
Gotta be ducking my opps, stuck at the top
Leave that shit under the bridge
This shit will hit 'til I'm forty, it's feeling imported
I'm on just a whole 'nother wave
I'll keep your recordings, and all of them stories
I know you had something to say
My lassi is pouring, you less than important
My brother is rocking in braids
My album is soaring, my people are mourning
The Palestinian graves
The After might go undefeated
No one in the way to impede it
Yeah, all of my gens gonna see this
Yeah, I dealt with people that been leeching
Huh
You talking smoke?
Yeah, I peeped it
The government tapping in phones
They just gonna see what I'm on
The words coming straight from the dome
This shit been all on my own
I do not mess with a ghost
Doing this not for a show
I could be off on the coast
Doing it all for The Pro
Yeah
What kind of time are we in?
My troops be running the guard
They watching my six
They be like moms with they kids
KG be snapping the vids
And some new, it's just a whole 'nother list
Gotta be ducking my opps, stuck at the top
Leave that shit under the bridge
Writer: Zak Q
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid