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Time, Pt. 3

 

Time, Pt. 3


Waste no time, waste no time
Waste no time, waste no time
Waste no time, waste no time
Waste no time, waste no time

Waste no time, I can't waste no time
Lay low and die, bitch lay low and die
Bullets they flying, they put em in the sky
Now they dead, they wonder why
We Knew You weren't down to ride
We Knew You weren't down to ride
.556 make 'em bye
I'm on Top these boys, Jellai
Fuck around pop em like 4th of July
Like why my nigga died, there's sometimes I always cried
Gave up but always fight
Laid back but always fried
Hell Nah I don't miss 'em times
There ain't no need to lie
Choppa shot it make em die
Make em die
Catch em out and bake 'em now
How I got this K in here?
Who in the fuck let this lame in here?
I know these boys see my chains in here

Waste no time, I can't waste no time
Lay low and die, bitch lay low and die
Lay low and die, bitch lay low and die
Lay low and die, bitch lay low and die
Waste no time, I can't waste no time
Waste no time, I can't waste no time
Waste no time, I can't waste no time
Waste no time, I can't waste no time

Waste no time, I can't waste no time
Lay low and die, bitch lay low and die
Bullets they flying, they put em in the sky
Now they dead, they wonder why
We Knew You weren't down to ride
We Knew You weren't down to ride
.556 make 'em bye
I'm on Top these boys, Jellai
Fuck around pop em like 4th of July
Like why my nigga died, there's sometimes I always cried
Gave up but always fight
Laid back but always fried
Hell Nah I don't miss 'em times
There ain't no need to lie
Choppa shot it make em die
Make em die
Catch em out and bake 'em now
How I got this K in here?
Who in the fuck let this lame in here?
I know these boys see my chains in here

done

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