[Hook: TC and Baby Staic]
TC:
No time for these fake n***as
Snitch n***as tryna get a clean slate n***a
Ain't no turning bacc now it's too late n***a
Lifestyle tryna bubble off a eighth n***a
Baby Static:
No time for these fake n***as
No time for these games n***a
No time for these lame n***as
Tryna make it out you worried about the fame is ya?
[Verse 1: Baby Static]
Do it now cuz tomorrow ain't promised
n***a moving out of pacers (places) you can call it supersonic
Get it for the fam only if they riding by us
Setting trends just to see which one of these n***as biased
Told that n***a try us, he pulled a knife I pulled a bottle
He tried to press us got craccin full throttle
Homie got a cannon n***a dumping out the nozzle
n***a want my fuccing hands so I copped me a ralo
With hollows to smoke these b**hes just like a frajo
Got manos' you speaking about fades? That's all I know
Like pronto, no time for ticcing that's wasting tocc bro
For Mafio I don't got to act bold, I know what I know
Fasho tho I'm blowing out loud like fucc the ozone
In my zone you either ride with me or you solo
Fake friends ain't no time for them leave them solo
Cuz n***as quicc to switch when they see you roccing polo
[Hook: TC and Baby Static]
[Verse 2: Brizzy]
Mars OG
Take it to the face
Pop another Zan (Xanax)
Fall into my place
If you need a man
Choose me play it safe
If you need a jam play that 1998
sh** is getting crucial
sh** is getting ruthless
98' baby catch a case and leave you clueless
Addicted to the Cubans
Leave my top roofless
I just pray my five you just say your hallelujah's
n***as know how to ball when it's game
Team never take L's that's not how we play
Barred out blunted with a 40 to the face
Told me if she need it she know where a n***a stay
Wait, wait, wait Mafia gang
Over every lil, lil, lil thang and I
Got c**aina senoritas off that white
Eigth in the duece outta H-Town on a flight living life
[Hook: TC and Baby Static]
[Verse 3: Ace]
Up 24 tryna dodge a case
Everything ain't promised you gotta pray for the way
Plan it out cut out the face
No loose ends no kates
Jugging day to day
If you talkin' money it's for sure where I stay
Bounce bacc for the K
Worry about yours and worry what I make
Snitch n***as always want a clean slate
Could call out names and call his acts strange
Some cats ain't built for the game
Rocc a pro club and a chain
Since a younging my settlo ain't change
Step bacc look where I came
East Daygo where I'm from till my die end days
My [?] ways in these savage days
And I'm tuccing K
Last n***a tried it yea away, away, away
[Bandit]
Free my n***a Cold
Free my n***a Treyez
You already know
I touched down bacc to East Daygo
You already know I let that thang go
Uh, Eastside n***a
ED or C Me
It's Crip n***a