That Type of Time

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[Intro] Psh, yeah (Helluva made this beat, baby) Aye, aye, huh [Verse 1] I really be spittin' dope lines, you can snort 'em Not a local plug, my shit come from 'cross the border, huh Like a prostitute, I got some niggas on the corner I just counted up two hundred thousand this mornin' Man, this nigga pulled up with a scale, I still short 'em The red at one twenty, but my niggas still pourin' I see you fell in love with that bitch, she still goin' She call my phone to fuck one hundred times, I still ignore her, huh You might catch me in some yeezy, human race, or foreign On the real, It's been so long since I bought some Jordans, huh Eddy [?] crib you can't afford it, huh I just put a nigga on his ass, he an informant, huh I can never give yo' ass a pass, or a warnin' I was broke, ain't think about no past, 'cause I'm scorin', huh Stop sayin' I got a big bag, it's enormous Stop sayin' that my bitch bad, she is gorgeous, huh These niggas is my sons, I'm mad I ain't abort 'em I was state to state with one on ones, it feel like I'm tourin' Three niggas on stage with me with guns, while I'm performin' You just mad that you don't get no funds, and you ain't important [Verse 2] Man, you don't get no pussy boy, you still eatin hairy I know they makin' [?], but I still wear Amiris Tuggin' on my blues, but I still wear my jewelry Yeah it cost a lot, but I still shoot with Jerry Made a hundred off them jacks, bitch ask Siri Off this fast money, bought a big face like I'm Barry, huh Try and reach for this big face, and get buried, huh Bitch keep askin' am I rich, I say very, huh Niggas never got a lot to spend, but got a lot to say You would get yo' stupid ass beat, like you Dr. Dre Not a janitor, but I just pulled up and got mop today Not a video, but you would pull up and get shot today [Chorus] I just counted up two hundred thousand this mornin' It took me an hour and a half, just to sort it Stop sayin' I got a big bag, it's enormous Stop sayin' that my bitch bad, she is gorgeous, huh These niggas is my sons, I'm mad I ain't abort 'em I was state to state with one on ones, it feel like I'm tourin' Three niggas on stage with me with guns, while I'm performin' You just mad that you don't get no funds, and you ain't important [Outro] You just mad that you don't get no funds, and you ain't important (You just mad that you don't get no funds, and you ain't important)
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- Tay B