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Scy Jimm - Wasting Time Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah (AdeOnTheTrackYaDig!)
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
That's more like it right there, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah
Gots to know you fuckin' with a boss, baby
These niggas bitches, on gang (Yo, yo, this beat actually really hard)
Big SCY shit, nigga (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
Forever grindin' 'cause I know that it ain't shit free (On gang)
Duckin' 12, no, I won't let them crackers get me (On gang)
I'ma stamp this shit, so when I'm gone, they don't forget me (Yeah)
I was smokin' on some 'za and then it hit me (On gang)
I'm gon' be rich if I keep on grindin', they hate, but I keep on shinin' (Yeah)
Pussy niggas keep on tryin', that's why niggas keep on dyin' (Grraow, grraow)
I ain't never dropped a dime (Ayy), if I'm lyin', then I'm flyin' (On gang, nigga)
I would throw away my clock, but then that'd be wastin' time (The fuck?)

[Chorus]
She like parties and balls (Yeah), I like money and cars (Huh?)
Take her up to the moon, let her dance with the stars (Hoo)
Let's get higher than Mars (Yeah), I don't care 'bout your flaws (Huh?)
Get whatever you like (Yeah), I don't care 'bout the cost
Yeah (Mm)
Gots to know you fuckin' with a boss, yeah (You fuckin' with a boss, baby)
Let a nigga play, we knock him off, mm (Fuck nigga)
We finally winnin', remember all them times I lost, on gang (On gang)
[Verse 2]
A hundred racks ain't nothin', I spent that shit on music (Shit on music)
Four different cities in two days, this shit feel like a movie (This shit feel like a movie)
Yeah, he got a gun, but that don't mean a nigga finna use it (He ain't finna use that shit)
They don't know how I'm so turnt, we got these niggas clueless (On gang, yeah)
He ain't give me shit, I still look out 'cause I'm a real nigga ('Cause I'm a real nigga)
I ain't popped a Perc' in 'bout a week, I still don't feel niggas (I still don't feel niggas)
I get in that mode and go to trippin', be wantin' to kill niggas (Grraow, grraow)
I got 'em wonderin' how I'm big dog and I'm just a lil' nigga (The fuck?)
Ridin' with that Drac' on me, I ain't gotta fake, homie (I ain't gotta fake, nigga)
Only been home three months and got a nigga whole safe on me (Nigga whole safe on me)
Baby, if I was broke, would you hold it down and wait on me? (Huh?)
It's over for you niggas once them crackers drop that cake on me (Fuck a nigga)
I get fly as fuck, but I ain't got no cape on me (Yeah)
Deep off in that water, I ain't even tryna find my way home (Nah)
Play, he get a headstone, drugs got my head gone (Hoo, hoo)
Shoot a nigga in his shit and they gon' say I'm dead wrong (The fuck?)

[Chorus]
She like parties and balls (Yeah), I like money and cars (Huh?)
Take her up to the moon, let her dance with the stars (Hoo)
Let's get higher than Mars (Yeah), I don't care 'bout your flaws (Huh?)
Get whatever you like (Yeah), I don't care 'bout the cost
Yeah (Mm)
Gots to know you fuckin' with a boss, yeah (You fuckin' with a boss, baby)
Let a nigga play, we knock him off, mm (Fuck nigga)
We finally winnin', remember all them times I lost, on gang (On gang)
[Outro]
Forever grindin' 'cause I know that it ain't shit free (On gang)
Duckin' 12, no, I won't let them crackers get me (On gang)
I'ma stamp this shit, so when I'm gone, they don't forget me (Yeah)
I was smokin' on some 'za and then it hit me (On gang)
I'm gon' be rich if I keep on grindin', they hate, but I keep on shinin' (Yeah)
Pussy niggas keep on tryin', that's why niggas keep on dyin' (Grraow, grraow)
I ain't never dropped a dime (Ayy), if I'm lyin', then I'm flyin' (On gang, nigga)
I would throw away my clock, but then that'd be wastin' time (The fuck?)