Lyrics No Time - Corey Patrick

And you could catch me
Matter fact
Fuck that
Pussy I ain't running
Blowing smoke in the dark getting early blunted
I make more when I'm sliced
When I chop the onion
Rarely I get calls from people that ain't wanting somethin'
He ain't wanna pay the full
So I gave 'em nothing
I don't give a handout
Fuck who you are, or about your cousin
Shawty I can give you this dick
But I can't give you love and
I got me a flight at six
You know how I be running

Laps round these lame-o cats 'cause I'm a big vet
Smoking on this primo kush my bro just sent back
Know I gotta do
Just what I gotta do
To get this paper
Live my life just how I do
Eyes so low am I seeing what's the truth
Niggas sweeter than some candy, Baby Ruth
Police is at the door with complaints someone beating up the booth
Talking smack, that's a grown man finna lose his tooth
I be up I be getting money, how the fuck are you
Know you sad 'cause I'm getting it
Mad you ain't living it
I was sixteen, ya plug needed a pie, I delivered it
Smoking something stupid in the sky where I'm living at
Game you never had it
It ain't gone, you can't get it back
Very special bottle of the cognac
I'm sipping that
She been attached cause I been a Mac and that's been a fact
I leave no crumbs
There's no rats up in my trap, shit
What you thought
Fuck lights cameras it's action
Run it up
Whole thangs no longer fractions
Bottles pop
I'm turnt up up in the mansion
And yeah you know the safe tucked bolted but I overflowed it
Bouta toss a big old yacht in the Atlantic Ocean
Baby don't call it a wap unless it really soakin'
Bend it over, bend it over
Lemme buss it open

L.B.E. bitch, aye
You could only waste my time unless you make me money
I ain't got no time for you that's why you hate me honey
That's why you hate me
You could only waste my time unless you make me money
I ain't got no time for you that's why you hate me honey
I got paper, aye