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Part I - Time Machine

No, I can't wait

Baby I don't wait, no I don't wait, I make that girl mine
These n***as that fake, I swear they lie, they bound to switch sides
Hop up in that foreign and do the dash, that's how the boy ride
Either in Ch-Town or in LA, I'm on the west side
Rolly on my wrist, that b*t*h don't tick because it's my time
These n***as ain't real [?] speak but I can see sides
She see me at the game and I was posted on the baseline
Young n***a out the streets but now I'm balling just like AI

Young n***a focused on the finer things
Talkin' bout Bentley Coupes, talkin' bout Amiri jeans
Yeah, talkin' bout VVS, talkin' bout diamond rings
Yeah, ever since a young n***a got my first check been living my dreams
Yeah, we're from overseas, this sh*t European
Yeah, really I'm just a hustler, I got what you need
Yeah, get it by any means til the money ain't a thing, ain't a thing
Shawty [?] king but I ain't looking for no queen, nah
Yeah, got love for the money, nothing come between
Yeah, the way I'm living life is like a movie scene
Yeah, [?] I can never ride a n***a coat tail
n***as be claiming they G, get caught, he know they all gon' tell
Yeah, I had my back on the wall, I need a mill, no less
Yeah, baby she know I'm a dog, she throw that pu**y, I go fetch
Yeah, n***as be dying to flex but they ain't really getting no checks
Shorty she wanna have rich sex, she don't wanna have broke sex
now he tryna protest
We put the weed in the Goyard then we go smoke out the whole jet

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