40 Lyrics

Time, there is no time, there is no time

There is no time, there is no time (Be)

Make in a day what you make in a month, Nigga flex your advance yah

If you try run up on Lil 4, Lil Jay got the stick in his hand yah

I don't give a fuck about your fucking man yah

Broke my Bitch heart now I'm a better man yah

And I keep the 40 R.I.P

And I keep the 40, Do you niggas know me?

I'm shooting shit from the top of the key, I feel like Kobe (R.I.P Kobe)

Bitch I'm tryna get a crib I ain't worried bout no rollie

Yeah your really bad, but your friend really fucking stole me

Heard these niggas say they opps but they ain't up pole-y

You ain't up dawg

Niggas some frauds

My Bitch hit the gym I ain't paying for a new bod

All praise to the most high shoutout God

Yeah Without God, baby who am I?

Just another dreadhead nigga that love getting fried

You don't know how to change yourself? told her look inside

Make in a day what you make in a month, Nigga flex your advance yah

If you try run up on Lil 4, Lil Jay got the stick in his hand yah

I don't give a fuck about your fucking man yah

Broke my Bitch heart now I'm a better man yah

And I keep the 40 R.I.P

And I keep the 40, Do you niggas know me?

I'm shooting shit from the top of the key, I feel like Kobe (R.I.P Kobe)

Bitch I'm tryna get a crib ain't worried bout no rollie