John Gotti - No Time paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson No Time - John Gotti



I ain't got time
To be wasting my time
Gotta lot on my plate
Gotta lot on my mind
See my sisters get old
Heard old manz told
See the streets getting cold
Gotta walk round with a pole
Niggas saying they ya bro
They be niggas you ont know
I got way more cousins & a whole lotta hoes
I broke bread with the fam
Got my homie outta jam
Killed my brodie on cam
Got my brain in a sham
Anything you need, get that shit from me
You be asking favors couldn't do for me
Ima keep it g, keep it in the streets
Ain't no internet ain't no instag
Word around town I can get em gone
Yeah they feel my pain in every single song
I been down so long
Feel like that shit wrong
I'm in love with you feelings getting strong
Hurt me to the core you said I did you wrong
Girl you know a nigga never lead you on
You know ima thug but I need your love
Girl you swept off your feet but I made the rug
Uhhh
We the ones they be talking bout
If it's pressure we can spark it out
Man down they gon chalk em out
Shoot em in the legs tell em walk it out
John gotti I'm the one they talking bout
When it's war it ain't no talking now
The ones you love they be talking down
It's always like that when you got the crown
& I got the crown
Jumped in the water & I almost drowned
Try the save the kid but I don't need it now
Try save the boy but I don't need you now
I ain't got time
To be wasting my time
Gotta lot on my plate
Gotta lot on my mind
See my sisters get old
Heard old manz told
See the streets getting cold
Gotta walk round with a pole
Niggas saying they ya bro
They be niggas you ont know
I got way more cousins & a whole lotta hoes
I broke bread with the fam
Got my homie outta jam
Killed my brodie on cam
Got my brain in a sham
Lotta hard nights, lotta hard times
It was never easy had some hard times
Had to stay down it was all grind
Once a younging made it was all mine
Member days that I use to ride the pine
I done bossed up all I do is shine
It was never ever doubted in my mind
Im the shoulder everytime you need to cry
I'm the ladder anytime you need to climb
Wish I got that love when I had a dime
Now I'm chasing dreams you ain't on my mind
Picking up the phone tryna reach my line
Every time I see it prolly hit decline
Picture perfect really had you in ya prime
I done moved on, now I got a dime
Now I got a dime
Niggas haters always tryn call you slime
Knowing damn well that he ain't my slime
I ain't got the time
I ain't got the time
No
I ain't got the time
No, No, No, No
I ain't got time
To be wasting my time
Gotta lot on my plate
Gotta lot on my mind
See my sisters get old
Heard old manz told
See the streets getting cold
Gotta walk round with a pole
Niggas saying they ya bro
They be niggas you ont know
I got way more cousins & a whole lotta hoes
I broke bread with the fam
Got my homie outta jam
Killed my brodie on cam
Got my brain in a sham



Writer(s): John Crosby


John Gotti - Ebony Son
Album Ebony Son
date de sortie
31-05-2019




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