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spitty - no time to waste lyrics

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[intro: manny]
ayo spitty what time is it?

[verse 1: young manny, mxdnxght, jarin alab, zcontent, spitty]
24 hours to live manny the young ma$e
24 seconds on the clock i hit the pump fake
24 on my back one day i was eight
looking down from the top yeah it was fate
24 spliffs get kicked in 20 minutes
think you got some time you blink your life finished
uhn 24 minutes get 24 b+tches
get 44 stitches if you f+cking with my mrs
you know time is money keep my riches in this wristw+tch
kick off rolling through the green i’m a big shot
baby got peanut b+tter skin b+tch i’m babbu
in the tide jacket dime passing dimes to the comrades
i be rocking all black i be talking all money
honey by sidе pouring henny till it’s too many
big timers big ben y’all watch mе in any season
summer time flow hotter than time with any demon
time and time again when i be coming up
i’m finding my regrets and this a quill with an arrow
with the air of a pharaoh with the eye of a sparrow
and i’m riding camaros
and i’m robbing denero
not a goodfella
f+ck it i’m a great fella
money man under tax uncle sam mayweather
that rain weather, i’m a wave bender
we play the same game, i’m just way better
my era jurassic, saying young’s wild
casting shadows like sun rise to sun dials
we’re living in tomorrow
blocking your shot dikembe mutumbo
stay fly like i’m dumbo, done+zo
b+tches wanna catch me like pokemon go
i ain’t ever keeping it less than a hundo
i’m the marathon man i don’t run though
everybody playing us from canada to congo
assist game pass me the ball i dish it like rondo
sipping on corona, i do what i wanna
tokyo drift in the lot doing donuts
pen is like katanas i swing ’em like roronoa
the chosen poet flow like atlantic ocean can’t match this focus

[chorus: spitty]
turn clubs up on a tuesday
i don’t got no time to waste
this right here be your doomsday
grew up on em big pac hov lupe
mobb raw turn 2 ls to a cool j
smoke that loud sip pounds of the dusse
new age rules like harden wrist fl!ck balling
pass to my mans mbah moute
new wave

[verse 2: spitty]
i don’t rock gucci or louis
they designing class like orwell
bump a lil’ gucci or boosie
with mos def thought tip immortal
this that cold war flow resurrection
you don’t know when i’m finna blow or pull a weapon
old money still turn a next kin to president
big bank bail rolling dice on your pension
caps lock dead this plane sit reckless
drop the engine still no exit
somebody gotta die tonight
somebody gotta die tonight
all the common folk lost in comatose
all the jacks and johns still ain’t god or ghost
a little tommy hil’ could k!ll all your bills
if the money good is the honor real?
[chorus: spitty]
turn clubs up on a tuesday
i don’t got no time to waste
this right here be your doomsday
grew up on em big pac hov lupe
mobb raw turn 2 ls to a cool j
smoke that loud sip pounds of the dusse
new age rules like harden wrist fl!ck balling
pass to my mans mbah moute
new wave
turn clubs up on a tuesday
i don’t got no time to waste
this right here be your doomsday
grew up on em big pac hov lupe
mobb raw turn 2 ls to a cool j
smoke that loud sip pounds of the dusse
new age rules like harden wrist fl!ck balling
pass to my mans mbah moute
new wave



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