Mike Mulah - No Time lyrics

[Intro] 2Up We 2Up 2Up We 2Up I swear we 2Up We 2Up I swear we 2Up No [Hook] Staring at my watch, lookin' at this time Focused on that paper, got this money on my mind I'm just ridin' shotgun, see the phone recline Focused on these b**hes, should be focused on my rhymes Cause I never have time, I ain't got time Man I never have time, listen I ain't got time Should be focused on this money, hand makin' these rhymes But as far I have these hoes, listen I ain't got time [Verse 1] Used to be that same n***a, now sh** don' changed up ShaqIsDope, ShaqIsDope, motherf**as now know my name bruh I'm who them people came for, look at me, I'm fly as sh** Look twice, look twice, you might think that I'm flyin' b**h Dressed down in designer sh**, LH on my belt n***a They ask me who I'm feelin' I say "I'm feelin' myself n***a" Somethin' I can't help, that's the way these hoes made me Don't get all the credit cause they ain't the ones that pay me Gettin' money, don't stop that, [?] ask where the rock at n***as takin' shots, I'll pop back Don't need a clip, so please no-no-no-no don't ask where the Glock at Put a trigger on the verse then I co*k back, 2Up in the cup, where the block at Damn my old steeze, gon' mock that, the new style to the game, I rock that Can I get that tunnel vision on the paper but I still see a ho So I just smash 'em once and pa** 'em to my older bro Got a 'lil name now, that's the way it's supposed to go Summertime, learned my lesson, hey, never cuffin', no [Hook] [Verse 2] They tellin' me to come over, it's so damn temptin' Hittin' me up on my Twitter, all up in my mentions Motherf**a I'm the sh**, in case you was wonderin' what that stench is Stuntin' on them hoes, damn-damn right I'm flexin', okay Bad chick named Rosana, hella fly she pampered Say she just wanna f**, I love a chick with no manners Yellin' "Soy tu papi", I totally understand ya But whatever we do make sure it don't end up on camera It's like, it's like-it's like, they got, some type of hold on me Grabbin' me away from this rap sh**, they won't let go of me Takin' all control of me, I swear it's time to lease 'em Dick 'em down once and it still won't please 'em Run and tell 'em I'm gone, yeah a n***a leavin' Cause I ain't cuffin' nothin', I don't care about no season They asked him what's the reason, this chick I used to mess with Knew I was the man, you knew I was the best b**h [Hook]