Time lyrics

[Intro]
Eh, lawd
Knowledge, n*gga
Uh huh

[Hook]
I'm more than off of this sh*t
Smoke a fully loaded clip

Get the f*ck out of my way and stay the hell out of my face
Ya never wasting my time, my time, my time

Get the f*ck out of my face and stay the hell out of my way
I'm never wasting my time, my time, my time

[Verse 1]
Tripping off a little dope I call it meditation
I took a bit too much, I'm on a vacation
Killing every brain cell, my mind's vacated
Very aware that the water is getting deeper and I just might drown
Found peace in the beats I'm depending on
Now turn that motherf*cker up so I can function boy
The half dead backpack spitta comin' out of Maryland
Embarrassed to bury your sh*t is dope but it varies
I made a murder and pillaged pitiful people imported
I put my all in the flow, sick and they already know
I fit conform with the formin' and force 'em all to submit
A cynical son of a b*tch that never repents for his sins
And I'm in a state of somber
Refused to be sober
But decide for yourself, I will never condone this
Do as I say n*gga not as I done
Intentions of being rolemodels for them
No one ever had it, I'm a man with flaws
And you won't ever see me change 'cause the camera's on
I'm still rolling by myself a n*gga never had a crew
With all the sh*t that I've accrued, I said it came from the work
How the f*ck can I forget it when it's all that I'm concerned 'bout
Now I'm the man but last year I was lame
Suicidal bars I wrote 'bout my pain
Well look how y'all change
This sh*t is insane
Lawd
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Give me a moment in the glory of the almighty
But if you looking for a n*gga you know where to find me
I sacrifice all of my time I pay attention to it
I got the blueprint I'm using my skill to make it happen
I'm only focused on the goals I never see distractions
I'm having panic attacks and praying that I'll make it out
At least alive with a little bit of hope left
Lord knows that a n*gga feeling hopeless
I gotta get it by any means I am obsessed
But nothing's ever good enough I'm thinking what's next
Maybe I missed a couple lines in the subtext
Is there a guarantee that I would ever be next
A different pedigree a higher caliber again
The talent that I was given you'll never understand
It was a blessing from the gods and it's a gift of gab
I got a sicker style
My sh*t's subliminal
I bet you feel me now

Lawd
Nawledge
n*gga