I Ain't Got Time

I ain't got time for you, no

I ain't got time for you, no

I ain't got time for you, no

I ain't got time for you, no

[Canon]

Sick and tired while I'm sitting inside

I'm up in the studio trying to feel the vibe

I got writer's block, and now I can't decide

What verse should I use?

Besides, I got a hunred - thousand - verses

Locked all away in case since 2k9

I got tracks I produced I ain't use in 05 but yeah, on the real, I could use a line

I've been flying across the whole world with 4-12

Riding with ya boy, no sleep, but oh well

The Merchandise is sold out I'm set yeah

Take a frank from the bank and let's bail

How much you wanna spend or take out?

Let's tour the whole city turning the whole place out

Simply Lemonade bringing the whole case out

Forget what happened or how late we stayed out

Hard work and no play is played out

Space and time off is hard to find

Don't call the cell phone or email me

I'll hit you back in my best time

Wait

I got bills to pay

It's the first of the month and that's rent time

I got an album due, got debt to pay off

I might as well catch y'all next time

[Pearl]

It's been a long, long week and my jobs got me beat

Maybe we can go and party tonight

I know my gas on E and my wallet ain't speaking

But my homies say they got me tonight

So turn them speakers up loud and put them hands up high

We gone party like we'll never see the end of the night

If you're trying to talk, listen baby, I got time

Cause I'm trying to take this party to the street

[Canon & Pearl]

I ain't got time for ya nah!

I ain't got time for ya nah!

I ain't got time for ya nah!

Cause I'm trying to take this party to the street

[Canon]

7 days, one week, It's time for me to clock out (Sheesh)

I'm faded up with my jays on, my outfit is on point (Fleek)

I'm riding round with my dawgs trippin'

Loose collar, we gone (Please)

Turn the music back up, I ain't tryna hear you talk so be quiet (Sheesh)

Snap chat on my Instagram

Hit my line when y'all hit the scene

12 dollars in my bank account

Eating French fries with my chicken wings

Got lemon pepper, got BBQ, I got honey gold, man I'm lit for days

Mess around with that 100 pack of that sauce drippin' eating Chic-Fil-A

And I'm Gucci! Guwop!

[Pearl]

It's been a long, long week and my jobs got me beat

Maybe we can go and party tonight

I know my gas on E and my wallet ain't speaking

But my homies say they got me tonight

So turn them speakers up loud and put them hands up high

We gone party like we'll never see the end of the night

If you're trying to talk, listen baby, I got time

Cause I'm trying to take this party to the street

[Canon & Pearl]

I ain't got time for ya nah!

I ain't got time for ya nah!

I ain't got time for ya nah!

Cause I'm trying to take this party to the street

If you on that, ain't got time, ain't got time for you x30