Times Like This

I ain't got time or the energy
Fuck all my enemies
I'm just protecting my soul
I won't let nobody get to me
They want me gone but i promised that I can't go
And I ain't got no bitches sweating me
I been the shit from the jump
but you already know
I'm putting bread in my pockets
I ball like the rockets
I'm fly and I'm switching my flows.
I prayed for the times like this
Got them staring at ice on wrist
Ice on blitz
I don't miss,
I'm studio trapping,
I'm telling my life on this.
Bitches want me for the clout
Didn't know me then but you're wanting me now
I'm fucking em once then
I'm kicking them out.
Switch lanes, you ain't taking this route
Yeah!

Outdoors man I act
With a social manner
She love me in drip
call it social splatter
My ccs switch lanes
No matter
That's range
Mercs or Astra
She might dashboard 'cos
She think it's matters
She might dashboard
Cuz we she got caught on camera
Spent bags on bags in Harrods
We ain't Rent free dress clean
Cuz it matters
Envy us
I don't know why they envy us
Me and bro made 8 this week
Now we don't chill with no local sluts
Like my BB man my phone stay pinging
Ask bro bout the local cats
Local packs
My line stay ringing
She can't leave
'Cos gang stay winning

I ain't got time or the energy
Fuck all my enemies
I'm just protecting my soul
I won't let nobody get to me
They want me gone but I promised that I can't go
And I ain't got no bitches sweating me
I been the shit from the jump
But you already know
I'm putting bread in my pockets
I ball like the rockets
I'm fly and I'm switching my flows.
I prayed for the times like this
Got them staring at ice on wrist
Ice on blitz
I don't miss
I'm studio trapping,
I'm telling my life on this.
Bitches want me for the clout
Didn't know me then but you're Wanting me now
I'm fucking em once then I
'M kicking them out.
Switch lanes, you ain't taking
This route
Yeah!

But I keep it 400
I want more hunnids
So I'm stacking to hit up Dior
I hit the floor running
I got more coming
So I'm flexing like Pop in the store
I came a long way
From the old days
I make more plays and I score
I'm in my own lane
It's that old Zay
I want more pay I need more
Yeah...

Old days when I rolled
With a run down trackie
Now we make bread
Fresh boogs and attire
Class is sport
So we slap in sport
M way set ignition on fire
Love
She just wonna spend time
N try tell bout that trust
School days man we really made plans
now I got bands cant talk about love

I ain't got time or the energy
fuck all my enemies
I'm just protecting my soul
I won't let nobody get to me
They want me gone but i promised that I can't go
And I ain't got no bitches sweating me
I been the shit from the jump
But you already know
I'm putting bread in my pockets
I ball like the rockets
I'm fly and I'm switching my flows.
I prayed for the times like this
Got them staring at ice on wrist
Ice on blitz
I don't miss,
I'm studio trapping,
I'm telling my life on this.
Bitches want me for the clout
Didn't know me then but you're Wanting me now
I'm fucking em once then
I'm kicking them out.
Switch lanes, you ain't taking this route
Yeah!