Nima Skeemz - Lost Time lyrics

[Intro: Travis Thompson] Let's go get this money! [Hook: Nyles Davis] If it ain't about a dollar than I'm ghost For the dollar know we finna do the most You should know that I won't stop until I got mine But we blow it cuz we makin' up for lost time [Verse 1: Travis Thompson] I wake up every morning saying lets go get this money Then check my phone my lines dry is as f** ain't sh** funny Bout it bout it riding round through the town Its another day and we runnin' them fail cars and they count us I was tryna flex my momma shopping clearance, like "Can we hit McDonald's" but my mom ain't tryna hear it, like You got McDonald's money we got food at the house Yo, I'm tired of this bullsh** mom, Im tryna ball out Cuz the kids in the back of the cla** should be laughing [?] They're pants is ripped sagging They tell me I got the worst running habits But this how you come up, its just gonna happen Cuz we only got a pair of shoes a year So what you think we gon' cop Yo I been planning this for years and we was skating Thankful for the bones that we broke We hit a party with some rich kids cuz there is pills to be sold I learned the value of a dollar at eleven years old A doctor's note is a pot of gold, I'm bout to show you the ropes Let's go [Hook: Nyles Davis] If it ain't about a dollar than I'm ghost For the dollar know we finna do the most You should know that I won't stop until I got mine But we blow it cuz we makin' up for lost time For lost time, for lost time But we blow it cuz we makin' up for lost time For lost time, for lost time But we blow it cuz we makin' up for lost time [Verse 2: Travis Thompson] How you living it, how you get it, I'm taking notes And if shes winning, I'm probably working to keep her close You peep these clothes, you peep my bae, you be my guest I ain't got a full tank, and my car don't run And my girl don't work Shes still talking bout how she wanna get a new purse like Damnnnnn We just some free lunch fiends Grant money on my ride up from my whole damn team My baby say be careful gets repetitive But im still on that seven bus While ending up with swisher gusts Back when they mention what days is you leave Dips out the doors and we sprint on the streets Don't got that pa** for the drinks and we leave [?] Like woooo That boy is up to something Salt in my shacks because we can't afford jumpman I saw my daddy in the room, he was laid up and connected To machines and that can really put your sh** in perspective Man, Im nobody but myself and look its working for me And you tryna be someone else, thats why you working for free Not me [Hook: Nyles Davis] If it ain't about a dollar than I'm ghost For the dollar know we finna do the most You should know that I won't stop until I got mine But we blow it cuz we makin' up for lost time For lost time, for lost time But we blow it cuz we makin' up for lost time For lost time, for lost time But we blow it cuz we makin' up for lost time