No chill

told my nigga I got no time to chill, I ain't kickin it back I ain't done handling business yeh ×4 verse 1 tell me why they hating on a yungen while they know I got this shit out the mut and boy It wasin pleasant but I had to keep on grinding coz I wanna see mama Ina back of that brand new banz stunnin, and all my brother that I came up with yeah I got your back homie coz we go way like back vertebrae, and I remember whan we use to run around town i quess we where rolling stoners always on the move yeh yeh, and lost a few of homies to the streets swear it hurts till this day don't know how to couple with all this pain that's why this ain't not time celebrate,, but ama keep on doing this shit till I got em all amazed yeh yeh rest in peace to the homie sos you where someone on something and they always hated that, but I you livin batter where you at, cake was a hit in my speaker am still banging that. hook told my nigga I got no time to chill, I ain't kickin it back I ain't done handling business yeh ×4