It's gettin hot, thinkin we're na-pop, my name drop Aim gonna rock the spot, but they got See you wit my team chop, rap charts to pop Whatcha sayin ain't mine so it doesn't mean a lot Figure, when they go buy this my pockets get bigger Money legal, but keep my hand off the gun trigger Stick up your eardrum, knock your purse room A bank account funds needs lots of ones About a million of 'em, ya time went about thirty now the only time I guard them at y'all is when my hand's dirty Pardon my French, but matalley Rhymes vary, from here to Napal Valley Squash grapes, make papes, make no mistakes I hate fakes, who think I got time to waste, check it! If you wastin my time, don't be surprised if I rob you If you drop dime, I'm a mob you (Chorus: x2) Time waits for no one, and everybody got to go You think you got forever, to walk around real slow Hesitate if you want, get called out late It's movin too quick, I ain't got time to waste My man locked up steady, got seventy thousand hours He got knocked 'cause she cracked through the bill powers I hate to say it was the streets, 'cause the sh**'s varied I left the yard in ya commissary It's the only thing you got now, I wish you told me somethin' 'fore you got locked down, now I'm missin you and I used to co*k missiles, lock issues Tree flesh and sky tissues, rip through it If it beef, we will get to it, toss he to it Watch it cook, and didn't care if ya look Ski mask had the face covered, keep ya eye on ya girl, 'cause I like to covet, sneak on 'er Make her mom make you be on her, you like to cheat on 'er Now she at the crib I like to freak on 'er You in my face, we can speak on it Do you wanna talk, or do you wanna put the heat on it... (Chorus x2) Tough time make the tough rhymes Things changed and we a long way from white lines Back in the day it seemed strange but they over now People try ta bring it back but they don't know you now Whatcha think that they owe you now? It might be true But he forgot about it, now whatcha gonna do - Sit back or go and get that? If you wit some gettin C.R.E.A.M. (money), then I'm wit that If your girl is in the teens, we can split that and if she likes Cristal, we can sip that I'm wit the kickback, we can layback about the weekend Let the phone ring 'cause I ain't got time for speakin Nowadays you know I only got time for freakin and if I go limp, Viagra I'm seekin I work for this, got money by the fist I remember when I could only lay back and wish... (Chorus x4) I have no time to waste