No Time - DJ Mykael V, AC, Jon Keith

God always

Mykael V

I done wasted enough of my time

Imma need that back

Time after time, I’ve been

Wrong out of line, Like I

Don’t read the signs, I’m so

Done with the lies, That’s why

I ain’t got no time

I ain’t got no time

I ain’t got no time

I ain’t got no time

I ain’t got no…

Boy ain’t looking at the clock

Stepped up in the game like rock

Ball boy with the hook can’t stop

Let the dread on my head stay locked

Look always, no idle

Stay fly, no pilot

All beef, no diet

Real G’s stay silent

I’m all for the mission and pray for the attention

Because the best is what come up from complacency issues

And in the shows that I hide through the place they picking the tissues

They think and they cry and they laugh and they ain’t finna miss you

I been up like all night

Working on the craft 'cause the suckas don’t ball right

Dude he 'bout to swing 'cause we ain’t about to fall

I’m living on my knees 'cause I know I ain’t all, I

Oh my God

Never gon' stop

I think I’m finna change my legal name to Pops

Y’all a bunch of birds, I ain’t even gotta fly

Looking for the beef, find a light up in God

See it at the top, praise be to Jah

I ain’t need a job, glory to God

Milly with the rock, Jordan with the hop

Catch me at the boat 10:30 on the dot boy ah

Yeah time after time, I’ve been

Wrong out of line, Like I

Don’t read the signs, I’m so

Done with the lies, That’s why

I ain’t got no time

I ain’t got no time

I ain’t got no time

I ain’t got no time

I ain’t got no…

Grown man how I’m moving with the rah

Y’all swine how y’all moving with the ops

Self made how I be up in the shot

Stay paid, I don’t care about the props

Praise God, changed ways

Never been just about a pay day

Glow up then it turn into a melee

Coming down so they hollering out «Mayday!»

Yeah, if you doing this for dollar signs, you are out of line

Yeah, pay attention to the product line, people that is modified

Yeah, eyes up on the bottom line before you are out of time

Yeah, out of body, moving me so out of mind

I can see through all that jealousy

Can’t compare to all the pedigree

They saying it’s something but I’m seeing is jokes

They never wanting the smoke

They feeling it in their throat

Only a matter of time we gonna see them all choke

Unravel, the sun battles

The intimate folk

Oh no, oh no we know they slaying their soul

They internet trolls, the intimate note

They feeling is go, yeah