Different Typa Time

I been on a different typa time, stack it up and then rewind

I'ma show these lil niggas how to get it

If she ain't tryna fuck you then it's fine, don't you get that ho a dime

She gon' come right back to you when you winnin'

I lost my dawg, he still alive

But he cuffed a goofy bitch, now he don't never come outside

Don't even say the word free if you ain't talkin bout the guys

Real nigga to the core, you can see it in my eyes

Heart gettin' cold, money on my dome

You can't put bread on a hothead, that's how it turn to toast

I wish my bitch would like another nigga post