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time - jasper logan lyrics

[intro: jasper logan]
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

[verse 1: jasper logan]
she say ”i just got a whiff” (okay), no more taking lift (okay)
pull up to the function (mm), moved up out the shift (okay)
treat it like permission, baby, let’s get us a slip (slip, slip)
let’s just take a trip (okay) tokyo and drift
you drivin’ like the movies, baby, slow it down (hmph)
i love you ’cause i know that you gon’ hold it down (okay)
fast fire, shorty, you a soldier now (ay, ay, ay)
lay my head upon your lap while i hold the crown
i’m too focused on my money, get my racks up (get my racks up)
i don’t got no time to entertain the wack stuff (what the?)
my n*gga told me he “get tired of the side stuff” (what the?)
shorty text me, she just got her body waxеd up
told her “let’s get lax’d up”
had a rough patch, took a gap, now wе patched up
i don’t just say i got the fam, i put cash up
move my mama down to arkansas on some rap stuff
“mom, i miss my baby mom, i’m hoping we get back up”
people knew me then, know me now, they say i “act up”
but i had the chance to make a difference ’cause it add up
when they hear me say “i’m from the chi,” they think i act tough
n*ggas that be doin’ that just really get me mad though
and the only thing the runnin’ is out of time (ahh)
followin’ the money, i see dollar signs (ahh)
city on the map, i’m the dotted line (ahh)
and sign right here just to tell me that it’s mine, mine
[chorus: jasper logan]
that’s a check (that’s a check)
all this gold on my homie neck (on my neck, on his neck)
i’d just rather put in some real estate (shh, ah)
then come back later, just to flex (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: 3deadidols]
shorty said my “vibe is electric”
and then she get on top and wanna ride me like a tesla
my baby got her legs up and then she break it down, sippin’ crown (down)
but my head be in the clouds, i be focused
i was down bad on my ass when i wrote this
flexin’ through the pain, so i’m hopin’ you ain’t notice (okay, okay)
tattoos on my veins, they remind me that i’m broken
memories, hard*headed, scars comin’, open
f*ck it, i’m a god, work of art, and my pen and pad is potent (what?)
but tell me, did you notice? your b*tch, she steady starin’
pokin’ her ass out, tell her “take a picture, it’ll last long” (last long)
shorty be a gymnast, doin’ dances on my tailbone (shh, ha)
the trap be steady jumpin’, told her “hit me on my second phone”
i put down the codeine for the liquor, sippin’ royal out of styrofoam
out of styrofoam
buss it like a bubble, put that ass on my dollar sign
labels want my name on that dotted line
tell them culture vultures “i’ve been practicin’ pickin’ feathers and puttin’ millions all on my mama dresser
and diamonds on top my bed,” so i say (f*ck, yeah)
[chorus: jasper logan]
that’s a check (that’s a check)
all this gold on my homie neck (what? what? what?)
i’d just rather put in some real estate (shh, ah)
then come back later, just to flex (just to— uh, what?)

[outro: jasper logan]
just, ah, woo, ah, woo, gah, wha— what?
uh, ah, ooh, ahh, ooh, what? hah, what?

- jasper logan lyrics

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