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my type of time - kenzo balla lyrics

[intro: kenzo balla]
like, what? (grah, grah, boom)
like, like, every opp shot
everything dead
everybody k
(perfect, perfect) ahh

[chorus: kenzo balla]
baby let me know if you gon’ ride
you movin wocky, what’s the vibes?
i keep a glocky by my side
still super sitchy clutchin on this nine
tryna make up for when i ain’t have time
but you know i was stuck on the grind
pop me a perky and say “imma be fine”
n*ggas never on my type of time
promise you love me and you never switch
when i’m in the trenches you the one i miss
still moving tac the knock on my hip
but my feelings too wocky gotta take a sip
i would never talk on what we did
promise you i never run my lips
movin too hot was all up in a mix
spinnin thru the oppas tryna blitz. (like)

[verse 1: kenzo balla]
i was too busy focused on the cash
i see n*ggas hatin cuz i got a bag
remeber days when i was down bad
now i’m in first i could never be last
my choppa on me imma up it and blast
spot a opp in the spot we gon clash
i know an opp that got left in the cast
and i know its the reason they mad
spinnin the opps cross him off the hitlist
it won’t take a lot to get them dismissed
get up on em don’t shoot from a distance
flock and the 40 this sh*t got a big kick
off a yellow sh*t give me a lil itch
got no time for a widow b*tch
and she only wanna f*ck on me cuz i’m lit
i ain’t dumb this b*tch think i’m sl!ck
[bridge: kenzo balla]
off the drugs to get me in my zone
i ain’t tryna argue just leave me alone
in the stu’ and you blowin up my phone
think i’m with a b*tch i shoulda just stayed home
heart cold so i’m dressed in all this chrome
i came up myself i did it on my own
like, whats wrong?
tryna grab my emotions and put that sh*t up in a song

[verse 2: kenzo balla]
im still in the 50 with my rachet
tryna run up imma let you have it
kenzo b i’m that n*gga scoring baskets
imma up i ain’t cappin
he got swept cuz that n*gga was lacking
b*tch i keep it on my why you asking
im in the v i caught his ass in traffic
i seen nazzy trip we had to clap em
ion know i’m just stuck in my ways
been stuck in this stu i’ve been locked up for days
she like “boy [?]”
thats why n*ggas gon follows your waves
[?]
if you seen me up then get out the way
imma flock it put him in his place
ain’t aimmin for legs i’m aimmin for the face
[chorus: kenzo balla]
baby let me know if you gon’ ride
you movin wocky, what’s the vibes?
i keep a glocky by my side
still super sitchy clutchin on this nine
tryna make up for when i ain’t have time
but you know i was stuck on the grind
pop me a perky and say “imma be fine”
n*ggas never on my type of time
promise you love me and you never switch
when i’m in the trenches you the one i miss
still moving tac the knock on my hip
but my feelings too wocky gotta take a sip
i would never talk on what we did
promise you i never run my lips
movin too hot was all up in a mix
spinnin thru the oppas tryna blitz. (like)

[outro: kenzo balla]
grah, grah, grah boom
every opp shot ahh
ahh like what
grah grah boom
mb (ahh)

- kenzo balla lyrics

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