Lyrics No Time Wasted (feat. Future) - Future , Polo G
I
know
you
waiting
Getting
fed
up,
you're
running
out
of
patience
Just
keep
your
head
up,
I
told
you,
"we'd
make
it"
Can't
give
my
meds
up,
I
see
too
many
faces,
uh
In
'em
foreign's
racing
Best
make
it
count,
make
sure
it's
no
time
wasted
I
beat
the
trenches
for
my
team,
that
was
a
great
win
Lose,
when
you
gave
it
everything,
that's
hard
to
take
in
(uh-uh-uh)
Ayy,
look,
I
do
this
shit
for
all
my
guys
that
got
put
under
50
shots,
I'm
a
drummer,
them
guns
spit
thunder
One
shot
and
he
dead,
call
that
bitch
the
one-hit-wonder
No,
we
don't
aim
for
legs,
tryna
make
it
hot
all
summer
As
a
small
kid,
I
used
to
want
a
H2
Hummer
My
uncle
did
a
bid,
they
could've
gave
him
football
numbers
I
went
from
Mandrake,
daily
tryna
work
on
my
jumper
Now
it's
gang-gang,
we
stay
on
top
of
shit
like
a
plunger,
uh
Old
heads
can't
trick
us,
drop
rakes
when
we
flick
up
Lawyer's
face
get
zipped
up,
ambulance
pick
up
Oh,
red
cups
full
of
liquor
Let
lead
bust
for
my
niggas
Come
through
and
tear
it
up
with
them
blickers
I
really
fed
all
of
my
killers
Uh,
I
know
you're
waiting
Getting
fed
up,
you're
running
out
of
patience
Just
keep
your
head
up,
I
told
you,
"We'd
make
it"
Can't
give
my
meds
up,
I
see
too
many
faces,
uh
In
'em
foreign's
racing
Best
make
it
count,
make
sure
it's
no
time
wasted
I
beat
the
trenches
for
my
team,
that
was
a
great
win
Lose
when
you
gave
it
everything,
that's
hard
to
take
in
(uh-uh-uh)
Ayy,
I'm
gettin'
fast
money
'cause
I
ain't
got
no
patience
I'm
with
my
team
'cause
they
cook
niggas
like
bacon
I
did
my
thing
trappin'
out
the
spot
was
vacant
Lil'
nigga
in
jail,
stabbing
shit
up
like
he
Jason,
uh,
uh,
uh
Runnin'
up
fresh
with
some
horses
like
I'm
racing
Bitch
so
bad,
look
photoshopped
when
she
naked
Made
it
out
the
jungle,
where
they're
scorching
and
blazing
My
dawg
get
money
and
I
get
money,
nigga,
it's
contagious
Went
from
a
trapper
to
living
like
a
popstar
I
done
got
so
rich,
I'm
feeding
my
lil'
kids
caviar
My
bitch
don't
want
for
shit,
she
get
whatever
she
want
My
shooter
walk
you
down,
stand
over
you,
make
sure
it's
done
Uh,
I
know
you're
waiting
Getting
fed
up,
you're
running
out
of
patience
Just
keep
your
head
up,
I
told
you,
"We'd
make
it"
Can't
give
my
meds
up,
I
see
too
many
faces,
uh
In
'em
foreign's
racing
Best
make
it
count,
make
sure
it's
no
time
wasted
I
beat
the
trenches
for
my
team,
that
was
a
great
win
Lose,
when
you
gave
it
everything,
that's
hard
to
take
in
(uh-uh-uh)
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