Lyrics:
still in it
Getting rest that I be missing, but fuck it I'm on a mission
Flight delayed like 30 minutes, now that's the shit that I hate
Now it's eight
don't run
And my dog stay bustin his gun
Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun
Keep a blade up in they gums
This is Harlem, where the fuck is
flight
I don't ever wanna have to leave you alone
So when you call me on the phone, I get the keys to the chrome
Give me about 30 minutes, I'ma be at your
just had sex
And my dreams came true (dreams came true)
So if you had sex in the last 30 minutes
Then you're qualified to sing with me
I just had sex
minutes it's a count down
All this in my system
Its gon leave me six feet underground
Shortie she just went sicko
What's the deal im in a pickle
Break I
enough[00:24.91]And then these guys walk in[00:26.84]I guarantee I know what they're thinking[00:30.51]And I assure you it ain't love[00:37.74]You're
play
When it come to business know I'm standin' on ten
If we miss 30 minutes, spinnin again
Flexin' money, but you steady, hold out your hand
You ain't
A 20 minute song
It's not actually 20 minutes
Duey! put on something creative
Duey, you're so fucking dirty, hehehe
Oh boy
Is there any way I
forget it since 'cause we only have 30 minutes"
'Fore her man came home for lunch, so I bust my nut and raised up with
Five minutes to spare, her man
to performing
Leave you burnt out like Kentucky derby
So where he at right now that shit do not concern me
Pick you up right I have you back by 11:30
Emotions in
I ain't do it by myself I pray to God
We in a battle and the devil sending darts
We up 3-0, the battle's ours
This ain't a Bible lil baby it's a Glock
corrupt
Nation in the world
35 years old that's what that nation is now
Here's America, 226 years old 30 years ago
Black folk got the right to
Vote you're
mek I do am 30 minutes?
Nah do am like 1 hour 30 minutes no go reach
Herr Kubolor u c da chick wey she just leff?
Chale den in boddi wey I wan sit
by
So take your knife and take it home again
Found my way
Pass me by
So take your knife and take it home again
And this beer
Is 30 minutes old
In my
think that we was strangling chickens
I'll leave this function so damn quick ain't no plays I'm missing.
I'm 30 minutes from the spot
Send the play come
rock, Hermès, and I rock Fendi
I'm turnt up lil' nigga, and I ain't been turnt in a minute
Ever since young nigga, I know I've been winnin'
Ever since
It's taking a minute we going home¹
I pray to GOD that we do it right yeah²
Don't let me go to sleep all alone³
You know that a nigga be having
to school for this shit
Broke a pound down
And went to school with that shit
Theyit's just me and my millys
Forgiatos on that bitch
And I got 30 rounds with
The trap, I can go back any minute
Henny Privilege, got me lookin' at these
Bitches really different
Shot a video in the 30's
Guess he really
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
Mix 'em all together and your work can be seen
For sixteen miles by the naked eye, not to mention T.V.
The American media, greedier than the average
found my strap in my room while she cussin'
Neighbor was a traphouse cuz' I had it pumpin'
Plottin' on the mansion, views by the sunset
Cookin' up my
She could be my wife
That good?
The best 30 seconds of my life
My life!
I'm so humbled by a girls ability to let me do her
'Cause honestly I'd
minutes g'ing you bitch
And I take your ass back to the crib (you know what time it is)
Lounging before SWAT raid, this motherfucker owe me money
And he
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