Quin NFN - Never On Time lyrics

[Intro] Pew pew pew [Verse] We said he can't hang for nothing We really came from hustlin' I got lil' partners they cross it back then as a youngin' when I got a name and got and buzzin' (they came) I done grew up and made ni**as hate me I was really 8 deep on the floor with my cousins I'm strapped with that iron blow it like some AC call it Quin KD when you see me I'm clutchin' (bow bow bow) I had to get to it Ain't complaining bout nothing I get through it Lotta starvin' at night I done been through it Play the cut watch them young ni**as spin to it we making spin music We don't do politics Playing close if you fu*k with the opposite Sending 'bows to lil' bro on my momma sh*t Baby 9 known to shoot like Stojaković (bow bow bow) From the dirt to the TV Wide body whip, a GT (damn) Cartier watches with VVs I was on feet tryna pass out a CD They ain't believe me now the like how we paid I gotta move with my heat like I'm D-Wade Copped two 30's now I'm startin' to see things Might buy my son whatever if he behave We tryna go get the sack for the family so we be in the streets steady tryna get active Can't never wife me a b*tch but in love with these 50's and 100's I find them attractive Switches on switches these hoes automatic He got clapped down without even reacting Stand on that business ain't no way around it bring sum to the table and get you a fraction (yuh) Get trophy and split it with all us F&N hit his chest make him ball up I was blessed you can't tell me it's all luck Take him on a high speed if I'm caught up I know he talk tough but these ni**as don't got it these ni**as cap as a hoe they ain't nobody I got a moneybag on me like Yo Gotti Don't ever say that you do if you don't got it (whole lotta money on me) Walk in the spot with some fitness Took a few L's but the taught me a lesson Now I'm on top of the turkey like dressin' Young ni**as slide send 'em right to the Reverend Came out the 4 now I'm labeled a legend Down on my dick I couldn't pay for a session Now when you see me I'm flexing this paper a fetish Whole lotta sliding a whole lotta news Whole lotta pink 50's whole lotta blues Whole lotta watches a whole lotta jewels (ay) How you gon' fix somethin' and don't got a tool? (ay) You at your b*tch house and don't got a room 10 just to step out in designer shoes (ay) Go grab the mop since we don't got a broom We gon' beat up the Glock we don't play by the rules [Outro] Yuh yuh, play by the rules yuh Fans been on my ass tellin' me "drop this sh*t, this sh*t ain't never on time" But it still come every time, it's fu*kin hard Yuh yuh