Type of Time

Lyrics
[Intro] Ah (It's Lando, you know, don't let your bitch go, nigga) Look [Chorus] Havin' dinner with my bitch and we had ocean prawn Layin' over, say this piece of mine is kinda hard to find No reward without the risk, I put it on the line You cannot contribute to the gang while sittin' on the pine Boy, I hope you gettin' yours, I'm out here gettin' mine THHL, we hot as hell on that type of time Middle finger to the law, only God can judge me I know my future lookin' bright 'cause my past was ugly [Verse 1] Need to shine, I'm here, I'm top tier, it ain't no one above me Niggas be complacent, full of hatred 'cause I'm doin' [?] I'ma just keep comin' with this heat, you know this shit expolsive Accumulated knowledge of the game, so I started coachin' Funny how these niggas' heart closed but they palms be open Had to turn this motherfucker up 'til the knob was broken Knew it from the jump, I'm the one, it ain't a close second Two steppin', I done messed around and set a new record Paint the picture vivid, it's explicit 'cause my life real Dreamed it then I did it, big business, come and strike a deal Man, we come from nothin', just imagine how it gotta feel A ho gon' be a ho, and a thief is always tryna steal I keep my eyes open, I'm too focused to get side tracked Think about respect, once you lose it, you can't buy it back Niggas out here cappin', all that rappin' just be make believe You cannot go open major doors without the major keys [Chorus] Havin' dinner with my bitch and we had ocean prawn Layin' over, say this piece of mine is kinda hard to find No reward without the risk, I put it on the line You cannot contribute to the gang while sittin' on the pine Boy, I hope you gettin' yours, I'm out here gettin' mine THHL, we hot as hell on that type of time Middle finger to the law, only God can judge me Know my future lookin' bright 'cause my past was ugly [Verse 2] I say what I mean, mean what I say, ain't with the arguin' Collect the backend and dipset like we in Harlem Since I lost pops, ain't been right, I feel like Marlin Fuck with the white hoes when we in Cali', feel like Carlton Took a lil' ride down a mile just to ease my thoughts No income ain't even addin' up to the cheese I lost How you don't believe in hard work but want to be a boss You offer him a [?] take a mile and then he runnin' off Welcome to the mob, when we speakin', keep it confidential I can't give a petty ho a nickel 'less she got potential Your rap lines real suspenseful, we gon' need credentials I ain't even mean to take your ho, this shit was coincidential [Chorus] Havin' dinner with my bitch and we had ocean prawn Layin' over, say this piece of mine is kinda hard to find No reward without the risk, I put it on the line You cannot contribute to the gang while sittin' on the pine Boy, I hope you gettin' yours, I'm out here gettin' mine THHL, we hot as hell on that type of time Middle finger to the law, only God can judge me I know my future lookin' bright 'cause my past was ugly
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Credits
- Writers
- D.Deshaun
- Lando Bando