Time

[Intro]
Doin' that time, oh
Doin' that time (Doin' that time)
DeeMarc got that heat, ho

[Pre-Chorus]
Doin' that time, I see you real, I see you went down to ride
I realize that niggas is fake, that's why I'm ridin' with that fye
Don't got no friends, I only got brothers, that's why I'm doin' just fine
Don't fuck with niggas that we used to shoot for, now all they mamas be cryin'

[Chorus]
No, I ain't cappin', lil' nigga
He doin' that cappin', boy, I put a cap in a nigga
We're sendin' them shots at a nigga
The mop big, bullets gon' fly, boy, I know they gon' hit 'em
Ain't sprayin' nobody, they ain't sprayin' me
So yeah, I gon' dive, you with 'em
No heart on my block, forever get hit
Boy, you know the whole gang gon' flip 'em

[Verse 1]
I'm on the road now, they want mе at shows now
I gotta ride with that four-five
They say I'm trippin', thеy know I been drillin'
They told me I gotta stay low now
Came 'round my way, a car in my way
Lil' boy, you ain't gang, get the fuck 'round
Know you a ho
Even with a pole, you know they gon' die when it go down (DeeMarc got that heat, ho)
Pray for my niggas, I hope they stay safe
'Cause I know they down, 'bout the gang
.223, they gon' rip and hit him in his brain
Mama cry now, she feelin' that pain
Made a call to my dawg and I told him I need 'em gone
He told me, "I got ya today," yeah
Yeah, he told me, "I got ya today"
As I ride through the city, I'm askin' God for help
I'm clutchin' fye when I drive that 'cause I'm that deep in that well
Pain in my knees, pray every day 'cause I can't die in a cell
And I'm on Earth but sometimes it be feelin' like I'm in hell
'Cause tell me how y'all feel when you can't trust no one
Now tell me how y'all feel when you can't your see loved ones
I'll tell you how I feel, man, I wanna go on the run
I wanna take my lady and my baby up to the stars
I wanna take care of the guys and give 'em that bag
'Cause we was sleepin' in them stolo, we were really down bad
Remember nights that we was starvin', tryna get us a Jag
Ain't none of that no more, my nigga, we bossed up, now they mad

[Pre-Chorus]
Doin' that time, I see you real, I see you went down to ride
I realize that niggas is fake, that's why I'm ridin' with that fye
Don't got no friends, I only got brothers, that's why I'm doin' just fine
Don't fuck with niggas that we used to shoot for, now all they mamas be cryin'

[Chorus]
No, I ain't cappin', lil' nigga
He doin' that cappin', boy, I put a cap in a nigga
We're sendin' them shots at a nigga
The mop big, bullets gon' fly, boy, I know they gon' hit 'em
Ain't sprayin' nobody, they ain't sprayin' me
So yeah, I gon' dive, you with 'em
No heart on my block, forever get hit
Boy, you know the whole gang gon' flip 'em (DeeMarc got that heat, ho)

[Verse 2]
Got tired of losin' so I'm lurkin' out where niggas stay
With my stomach achin', boy, I'm starvin', lookin' for a plate
He got that bag, I'll drill his home and send shots at his face
Been last too long, I'm killin' him so I can win the race
God damn, god damn, god damn, god damn, we lost another soul
At first it was Frank then it was Yella, my heart gettin' colder
I'm growin' up but my pain growin', when it's gon' be over?
They say I'm chosen so I keep my head from goin' under
I'm movin' doses and products, man, I can't really feel pain
And all I get is bad news, I'm really goin' insane
But fuck that, mama always said, "You gotta smile through the rain"
And I'm a man now, mama, I can handle low while I bang

[Bridge]
Oh, I can handle low while I bang
And I'm a man now, mama, I can handle low while I bang
(All at once, handle low while I bang) All that fightin', all that yellin'
And I'm a man now, mama, I can handle low while I bang
(DeeMarc got that heat, ho)

[Pre-Chorus]
Doin' that time, I see you real, I see you went down to ride
I realize that niggas is fake, that's why I'm ridin' with that fye
Don't got no friends, I only got brothers, that's why I'm doin' just fine
Don't fuck with niggas that we used to shoot for, now all they mamas be cryin'

[Chorus]
No, I ain't cappin', lil' nigga
He doin' that cappin', boy, I put a cap in a nigga
We're sendin' them shots at a nigga
The mop big, bullets gon' fly, boy, I know they gon' hit 'em
Ain't sprayin' nobody, they ain't sprayin' me
So yeah, I gon' dive, you with 'em
No heart on my block, forever get hit
Boy, you know the whole gang gon' flip 'em (DeeMarc got that heat, ho)

[Outro]
Know the whole gang gon' flip 'em
Nah, the gang, they gon' flip 'em
We're the Gods, man
Yeah, [?]
Gang