Текст песни Ain't Got Time for That - KnowMads

I aint got time for that shit man
Let me show you how its done
Uh look uh
Fuck a judge there ain't nothing you could tell me
I'm out for blood like Pac on Makaveli
My words hold weight my thoughts heavy
I'm legendary off work I dropped already
You ain't scary you sick like Robert Kelly
Aint hard to tell you a pig you pot bellied
Following the trends like a herd of sheep
Ima chop you up and turn you into gyro meat
You outta touch
I'm outta reach
You a substitute dog you ain't allowed to teach
Try to stop the truth but you can't tho
Tryna kill what we produce like Monsanto
You ain't shit even your mans know
Homie you ain't even sat in a lambo
Quit talking bout Luchini like camp lo
You on the corner doing nothing like a lamp post

You hated on my style when I showed you love
Hope you understand I ain't got time for that
And I ain't never bowed down to no one
You washed out homie I ain't got time for that
I spit on the track like a smoking gun
Friends asking Pep tell me where your mind been at
Tell the truth I been feeling like the chosen one
You want your life back go ahead rewind the track

You ain't made an entrance
Point you to the exit
If you ain't lost
Why you asking for directions
Flow sounding desperate
Please don't expect shit
Or your name to be mentioned
When they saying who the best is
You don't know nothing bout the time I've invested
The only type of crimes
You ever done was domestic
Stayed ten toes down
Ain't even contested
Cause if you really got the juice
You ain't gotta flex it
More sleepless nights
Why my mind is so restless
I'm still in the studio
When y'all up making breakfast
Used to make my money off a
Flipping y'all asbestos
Stirring up that powder in the kitchen like its nesquik
Why I walk around my city
Feeling unaffected
Dealing with rejection feeling unaccepted
Looking for that real shit well I am the exception
Don't care if you like it
Cause you still gotta respect it
BONG!

You hated on my style when I showed you love
Hope you understand I ain't got time for that
And I ain't never bowed down to no one
You washed out homie I ain't got time for that
I spit on the track like a smoking gun
Friends asking Pep tell me where your mind been at
Tell the truth I been feeling like the chosen one
You want your life back go ahead rewind the track