Time Pass

Lyrics

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.] Watch the money [?] to me And do a nigga like I never knew him Tall grass, and the world changed I know it's hell, but I got used to it [?] really got my bag up I been tired of being [?] Don't really love me [?] [?] you asked [?] [Verse 1: Philthy Rich] It's Philthy, nigga You caught a body in my city, then you got a trophy You rap about it when you see me, then you gotta show me She tryna fuck me with no condem, but she [?] I looked that bitch up in the face, and asked her "Is you serious?" Corona fucking up my money, canceled five shows Fagget bitches acting funny, [?] hoes She sucking dick while I'm watching First 48 The first 60 pees, made the other 40 late Me and Pu racing Bentleys and Lamb trucks In the desert, fucking new red bottoms up If you move to Hollywood, then you's a fake nigga But the hood ain't dead, [?] take away my niggas [Chorus: Yhung T.O.] Watch the money [?] to me And do a nigga like I never knew him Tall grass, and the world changed I know it's hell, but I got used to it [?] really got my bag up I been tired of being [?] Don't really love me [?] [?] you asked [?] [Verse 2 ?] What you know 'bout getting paper, nigga? I've been chasing since a younging Remember when I was broke, I copped a zip and started hustling Really on the block, I seen some shit, but won't say nothing I done seen a couple thousand, tryna stack it to a hundred Phil called me in a Lamb, fishtailing like it's nothing This some thousands on my neck, you hear it clanking when I'm coming Vlone hoodie, sending packs across the country You left when I was down, so don't be talking 'bout you love me Fuck people, it ain't 'bout money, it's erelivant Smoking backwoods that be fatter than the elephant Everything I wear is real expencive, I dress elegant Baby pussy good, A Plus, her head was exalent [Chorus: Yhung T.O.] Watch the money [?] to me And do a nigga like I never knew him Tall grass, and the world changed I know it's hell, but I got used to it [?] really got my bag up I been tired of being [?] Don't really love me [?] [?] you asked [?] [Verse 3 ?] On the block with them killers, we just plottin on a milli Gotta keep it on my hip, so these niggas won't kill me I done lost so many real ones, I can't let niggas steal me But if them niggas take me, bet I'm taking three out with me And if we catch an opp, best believe we gon' stretch him Man, that nigga took my brother, I can't wait til we catch him That nigga couldn't get right, it's only right that I left him Younging, he just want a bag, he praying that the lord bless him It ain't no love in the streets We leave slugs in the street We leave blood in the street Yeah Got shooters hopping out of jeaps, and bitch, they hop out on feet They tryna leave your ass Deceased, nigga [Chorus: Yhung T.O.] Watch the money [?] to me And do a nigga like I never knew him Tall grass, and the world changed I know it's hell, but I got used to it [?] really got my bag up I been tired of being [?] Don't really love me [?] [?] you asked [?]