Rick Ross - Int Got No Time Lyrics
[Hook]Look, I ain’t got no time, I’m chasin moneyThe only thing on my mind is stack them hunnedsTold my ***** I’m on my grind, she said she understandAnd even if she don’t then she gonn need another manBaby I ain’t got no time, I’m chasin moneyThe only thing on my mind, is stack them hunnedsTold my ***** I’m on my grind, she said she understandAnd even if she don’t then she gonn need another manBaby I ain’t got no time[Verse 1: Ice Berg]Now go my money talk, racked up, tood up,I guess that explain my funny walk, they hating on get 2 *****sI’m still on that stupid shit, get your ass slit onIt’s gonn be the same story, my son ain’t dead shit wrongFor that money I go harder than a *****This 5% on my whip boy, it’s a monster in that shitDon’t ***** with me, that common sence like a communist I flipSo stay about it mine nigga, you tryina get so i’m get on your grind niggaBad young …reporting from the land of the killersSo *****ing fly I can stand on the ceilingI’m getting riches so I can’t really vibe with my *****The only time we talk is when she help me on count my shit[Hook][Verse 2: Rick Ross]***** around and stumble cross a couple m'sI put 100 karats in my double mDope money, saving all the public shitHustling until all my neighbors republicansDoubling so I tax just like the governmentDunk Ryder but none of my niggas sufferingLittle niggas be replaying when they mumbling***** em all we came to give em they punishmentShook …the 45 be under it, rich nigga 50 mill I ain’t started shitNigga think he real, ***** I’m some other shitNigga keep it real, pay for your mother’s shit[Hook][Verse 3: Ice Berg]Cause the money don’t sleep, and until I’m filthy richI’ma still be in these *****ing streetsI’m addicted to designer, bad *****es and weedI ***** with the same hoes as them niggas in the leagueAnd thye know real when they see it, these diamonds be the cleanestThese vvs1?s girl I hope you ain’t anemicAnd I been on the run baby I ain’t *****ing offI see when I see you, hell it’s barely time to talkI got a ***** from out of town, always tryina textSo I flew her ass down, made a dance and got checkAnd she say she love a nigga but the feeling isn’t mutualShe told ain’t a damn thang to a real future, real talk[Hook]
