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lirik lagu its time – joe money

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[chorus]
woah
told em it’s time, move get out the way
only gone tell em one time
got pounds, got packs (cha*ching)
we st*rdy, i’m strapped
don’t get hit with this mac
put your brains on your lap
only gone tell em one time
only gone tell em one time (only one time)
i do not trust all these n*ggas
under the pillow, the nine (dirty the nine)
only gone tell em one time
only gone tell em one time (only one time)
i do not trust all these n*ggas
under the pillow, the nine (dirty the nine)

[verse 1]
big dog, no cat
i can never fall back
said i do it for the trenches
i ain’t tryna go back (cha*ching)
hey, did too much wrong in my life
praying i’m making it right
it be on sight
i do not beef on the net
play then we taking yo life
we the demons out the cages
need my n*ggas on stages
f*ck them labels think i’m rapping for?
i ain’t tryna go brazy
security what? walking with who?
man we strapped like the navy
now my life all crazy
thots wanna have babies
look at my wrist, look like it’s skiing n sh*t
got flawless diamonds on this
i know they p*ssed
young n*gga came home and continue with the sh*t how i sh*t
we ain’t ever play by rules
we don’t trust a b*tch they choosing
haymaker got me all woozy
i do a dance with the toolie, yeah
[chorus]
woah
told em it’s time, move get out the way
only gone tell em one time
got pounds, got packs (cha*ching)
we st*rdy, i’m strapped
don’t get hit with this mac
put your brains on your lap
only gone tell em one time
only gone tell em one time (only one time)
i do not trust all these n*ggas
under the pillow, the nine (dirty the nine)
only gone tell em one time
only gone tell em one time (only one time)
i do not trust all these n*ggas
under the pillow, the nine (dirty the nine)

[verse 2]
ain’t even with all the games, i’m tryna get me a dollar
i got chanel on my feet, might do the gucci or prada
big rocks on wrist, throw ice on my b*tch
put 30s in clips, f*ck the fame get rich
made a hunnid pack up in the crib, just off of taking a deal
i can teach birds fly sh*t
f*ck drip, this spill
this coco on the feet, mike amiri on the jeans
thirty pointers on the wrist, that young n*gga clean
i told my mama we’d make it out
why they talking what we live about
i get a check just to talk sh*t
if you broke, need to watch ya mouth
they still chasing the clout
we gone see what that’s bout
i ain’t really with the back and forth sh*t
i’ll punch you in your mouth
[chorus]
woah
told em it’s time, move get out the way
only gone tell em one time
got pounds, got packs (cha*ching)
we st*rdy, i’m strapped
don’t get hit with this mac
put your brains on your lap
only gone tell em one time
only gone tell em one time (only one time)
i do not trust all these n*ggas
under the pillow, the nine (dirty the nine)
only gone tell em one time
only gone tell em one time (only one time)
i do not trust all these n*ggas
under the pillow, the nine (dirty the nine)

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