No Time - K Rino

I’m just tryna win and make my mama proud

Ain’t got no time to hang around that drama crowd

The game ain’t what it used to be, I’ll let ‘em run it down

Then got the nerve to wonder why I never come around

Fake smiles, kissing ass

No sir, I never believed in that

Crash dummies taking losses

Letting people put keys in your back

Showin' up, tryna cap

Everybody want that photo op

Your whole life is like a fake picture

Touched up, airbrushed and photoshopped

You ain’t foolin' me, you foolin' them

I can see right through, don’t get it twisted

You on Instagram, flashin' money

But in real life, you ‘bout to get evicted

No need to lie, what’s the reason why?

You wanna cross the bridge, you gotta pay the toll

Knowing very well that you a fairytale

Now you lost your soul, tryna play a role, I’m like

These sneaky bastards don’t respect the game, they cheatin'

They say they happy for you but they mad you eatin'

But when that check come at that restaurant, they be glad you treatin'

I’m ‘bout to scroll my contacts and do some mass deleting

I’m just tryna win and make my mama proud

Ain’t got no time to hang around that drama crowd

The game ain’t what it used to be, I’ll let ‘em run it down

Then got the nerve to wonder why I never come around

Some people just want the green

Some just like to front and be seen

Cloud-chasing just like a fiend

Might hope for fame and everything between

Lyin' ‘bout how clean you are

I’ve seen your crib, I’ve seen your car

Doin' everything backwards, you’s a clown

We screamin' peace, you screamin' war

Rap about how you sellin' drugs

Talkin' ‘bout you be killin' the club

Roasted your ex on social media but everybody know you still in love

Hey boy, you need to try not to flex

Wonder what lie you droppin' next

You said you don’t beg and cry for sex

But old girl already screenshot the text

So when she posted that, you got roasted, black

A pimp, boy, you ain’t even close to that

You be whinin', cryin', lookin' like a five year old, that ain’t how Gs

supposed to act

Flippin' out on y’all I might have to start to

I’m tired of females that like to argue

If I ain’t feelin' you, I might avoid ya

But you lost your marbles if you think I borrowed ya

My mind is hard to read, they say I’m stupid smart

My game is tight as 1980 hoopin' shorts

Everybody lookin' at K-Rino to get it poppin', when are you gon' start?

I can’t do everything but I’ma work and do my part

I’m just tryna win and make my mama proud

Ain’t got no time to hang around that drama crowd

The game ain’t what it used to be, I’ll let ‘em run it down

Then got the nerve to wonder why I never come around

Jealous people won’t stop pursuin'

They always watchin' what you doin'

Hate and gossip, what’s it provin'?

I’ma throw the peace sign and keep it movin'

Hood classes, no hall-passes

Tongue lashes like gun practice

No respect for y’all bum asses

Droppin' shade like sunglasses

I keep my hand in the passing lane

The whole game is so backwards, man

The facts are too hard to ascertain

Because your friends and your enemies act the same

All the time I gotta grind for profit

Never showin' out, tryna pop it

It ain’t no use in me lyin' ‘bout it

Hell, if I ain’t got it then I ain’t got it

I don’t fake success, I let the rest pretend

Every month, you gotta stretch your ends

Hopin' that in-crowd let ya in

Goin' broke to impress your friends

Packin' all that weight on your shoulders

Car repos and foreclosures

The bed, tv and more, soldier, gotta take it all back to the store, I told ya

Now question, what’s wrong with bein' real about the situation?

Can’t take you serious if you cap or if you fakin'

I be ignoring what you sayin' ‘cause it’s misdemeanor

Plus all of that’s beside the point, like my middle finger

I’m just tryna win and make my mama proud

Ain’t got no time to hang around that drama crowd

The game ain’t what it used to be, I’ll let ‘em run it down

Then got the nerve to wonder why I never come around