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Grande Marshall - Time Lyrics


Grande Marshall – Time Lyrics

I just came up what time you on
I’m traana f**k the streets up what time you on
Say he got it for the low what time you on
If he comin up short what time you on
That money came back what time you on
I just hopped in my bag what time you on
These jawns traan go what time you on
Shorty is you traan smoke what time you on

My break I’m fresh off it
I swear I’m stuck in my ways
I’ll never change these Nikes and sweats on me
What time it is it’s on deck homie
That yeah on me yeah homie you can bet its on me
I’m in the hood f**k witta nigga
I betcha hood f**k wimme nigga
I’m good trust me plus I’m getting richer
Same ol G it just Grande getting bigger
Mama told me boy you got the gift of prophecy
So trust me when I tell you it’s no stopping me
Top seed player it’s no jocking me
Since birth I been a Nike fiend
Used to stick my feet in my brother shoes
Can tell you niggas played dress up and wore ya mama shoes
Had a smart mouth since I could talk
Chasing paper since I could walk
The f**k you thought
Hustler by definition
Based on blood and tradition
Know it when you see em
Feel it when you hear em
I don’t play with Ouija boards
Watch the alphabet boys
Got an eye on ya might as well keep one on em
Keep pushing
Break it down bag it up keep pushing

I just came up what time you on
I’m traana f**k the streets up what time you on
Say he got it for the low what time you on
If he comin up short what time you on
That money came back what time you on
I just hopped in my bag what time you on
These jawns traan go what time you on
Shorty is you traan smoke what time you on

Sip champagne
Recognize my campaign
Whether at home or on the road
I do my damn thing
Roll with the unos
You niggas two toned
I’m with my kinfolk
Standing 10 toes
Finna let niggas have it
Wassap west hannin
You get G checked
I get G’s stacking
Make moves in transit
I’m still in traffic
Get computers puting
Service Hewlett Packards
Shaq Attack, blocks for 34
You got 32 but I ain’t f**k with Shaq in Florida
Southern smoke get blown shoutout my niggas down in Georgia
I’m on cruise control finessing with my nigga Wara
Got a few waters, now I’m rolling harder
Two dutches, a pocket full of George’s
Freaks on deck and they all on gum
You wanna ball I’ll learn you something
Hook you on phonics, getcha talking money
Busting Traps for Dummies getchaself a copy
Streets took ya shine ain’t thought of touching mine
You 100 I heard it a 1000 times

[Lyrics to Time by Grande Marshall]
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