Times Up
Made the Lambo in a truck
Like what the fuck!
She brought kush forgot the blunts
Like what the fuck!
Said a week, its been a month
Like what the fuck!
I had enough
Ain't make enough yet
Your time is up!
Had to go hard to go get it
Cause nothing was given
Said you were real and I caught u pretending
Fuck all these friendships
Ball up by the benches
We came from the trenches
Spoke game but ain't nobody listened
Still seen my dog we was under conditions
Cartier, no prescription
Clear 20-20 vision
Used to get mad at some shit I just laugh at
Cuzzy came home and got hit with a care pack
Protecting the people I care about
Broski worried bout my whereabouts
Broke as a joke I would laugh at myself
Ask me for shit but won't ask about my health
Back to the wall when I'm out in the field
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
Feeling like Meek off his first tape
Ran straight up to third base
Lights out like it's Earth Day
Remind myself why I'm grinding in the first place
Remember what brought me here in the first place
When shit was hard to say like a first date
We was working holidays and on birthdays
Lately it's been all work and no play
Made the Lambo in a truck (what)
Like what the fuck!
She brought kush forgot the blunts
Like what the fuck!
Said a week, its been a month
Like what the fuck!
I had enough
Aint make enough yet
Your time is up! (your time is up)
Like what the fuck!
She brought kush forgot the blunts
Like what the fuck!
Said a week, its been a month
Like what the fuck!
I had enough
Ain't make enough yet
Your time is up!
Had to go hard to go get it
Cause nothing was given
Said you were real and I caught u pretending
Fuck all these friendships
Ball up by the benches
We came from the trenches
Spoke game but ain't nobody listened
Still seen my dog we was under conditions
Cartier, no prescription
Clear 20-20 vision
Used to get mad at some shit I just laugh at
Cuzzy came home and got hit with a care pack
Protecting the people I care about
Broski worried bout my whereabouts
Broke as a joke I would laugh at myself
Ask me for shit but won't ask about my health
Back to the wall when I'm out in the field
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
Feeling like Meek off his first tape
Ran straight up to third base
Lights out like it's Earth Day
Remind myself why I'm grinding in the first place
Remember what brought me here in the first place
When shit was hard to say like a first date
We was working holidays and on birthdays
Lately it's been all work and no play
Made the Lambo in a truck (what)
Like what the fuck!
She brought kush forgot the blunts
Like what the fuck!
Said a week, its been a month
Like what the fuck!
I had enough
Aint make enough yet
Your time is up! (your time is up)
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Dela Cruz, Milad Khoshgoo
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