Tom Ford (feat. Paygez)

Money Over Entertainment nigga Yeah yeah yeah Lately I ain't got the time for All of these thoughts in my mind or Putting together a rhyme for niggas who hatin' and just might decline or Tell me that I need to find more Tell me I could be on time for it Maybe they liking my music, but liking it I guess they ain't got the time for I been sick of all this faking shit I been sick of all this hating shit Soon as you try to show love to these niggas, they use you and they try to bait and shit Niggas tell me I'm they favorite Niggas tell me that I'm making it Niggas be telling a lot and I don't mean they snitching. They just on some basic shit Upgrading a lot so I'm raising the plot 'til we be out of space and shit I got three hours of jams. This shit never jam and I shoot like I'm wasting it I'm airing the block. You could call up the cops, but you know they ain't saving shit You gonna hear all I got till you stuck in a knot full of lyrics and saying this Lately I ain't got the time for All of these thoughts in my mind or Putting together a rhyme for niggas who hatin' and just might decline or Tell me that I need to find more Tell me I could be on time for it Maybe they liking my music, but liking it I guess they ain't got the time for Lately I ain't got the time for All of these thoughts in my mind or Putting together a rhyme for niggas who hatin' and just might decline or Tell me that I need to find more Tell me I could be on time for it Maybe they liking my music, but liking it I guess they ain't got the time for I ain't really got time for a lot of shit Watch still ticking so I gotta split Trying to double up so I gotta flip Don't like conversation if we ain't profiting Was down and so broke I was going through madness Life's stuck on hold like I'm stuck up in traffic Tragic, nigga what happened? Looking for answers still trying to get past it Focus on music so I just keep moving They said please don't do it, but shit therapeutic Going so crazy inside of my mind. Was close to the edge like I'm about to lose it Ruthless, I know these niggas is hating me Tired of all the fuckery and all the fakery But I still manage. I just wait patiently Grinding and working, wherever it's taking me Lately I ain't got the time for All of these thoughts in my mind or Putting together a rhyme for niggas who hatin' and just might decline or Tell me that I need to find more Tell me I could be on time for it Maybe they liking my music, but liking it I guess they ain't got the time for Lately I ain't got the time for All of these thoughts in my mind or Putting together a rhyme for niggas who hatin' and just might decline or Tell me that I need to find more Tell me I could be on time for it Maybe they liking my music, but liking it I guess they ain't got the time for