Skeme - No Time lyrics

I'm laughing to the bank but
Ain't a damn thing funny
About that profit like Muhammed
Homie all I want is money
I'm just ducking from the haters
Focused on this paper
Tell them niggas on the side see ya' later
Cause I ain't got the time for
No I ain't got the time for
See homie I've been on my grind for
So I ain't got the time for

Feel like the top exactly where
We supposed to be nigga
And I won’t let an opportunist
Close to me nigga
I keep a piece, fuck your peace nigga
My lean budget match your monthly
Rent and lease nigga a genius
She give me brain as soon as she meet us
I'm only about a check
Even got one outta' Adidas
These niggas mimic my moves
Lookin' like a hype man
On molly right now, even her fingers rolling
Ice man george Gervin
Coupe swerving while I'm switching lanes
Can't put my trust in these
Niggas knowing that niggas change
So whats the basis when rappers
Don't know the basics
Still not taking advice from those
I wouldn't trade place with
With all disrespect I ain't on
No saving face shit about to crash and burn
I suggest you hit your brakes quick
Streets ugly, blocks need face lifts
And even knowing that
I still ain't left him on that fake shit


This game do something to you
Turn you into a beast
I'm on Billboard charts but we
Still in these streets
Nigga we got to eat, whole squad gotta dine
Besides these rappers talkin' about me
Homie my life fine lord show me a sign
Till then i'm showing no mercy
On this road to the riches
But that highway curvy
If they fiendin', I serve em'
If I'm nothing, she's slurping
Keep a pistol on my purse and
Never claim to be perfect
Both of my hands dirty
We just scratching the surface
Bet your past looking shaky
Spent your whole life nervous
Fuck with me while i'm working
We hit your block lurking
We just looking to search him
If we spot him we murking