No Time Wasted (Explicit) - Polo G/Future
Lyrics by：Taurus Bartlett/Joshua Luellen/Nayvadius Wilburn
Composed by：Taurus Bartlett/Joshua Luellen/Nayvadius Wilburn
Polo G：
Uh-huh oh oh
Uh uh oh oh
I know you waitin'
Getting fed up you runnin' out of patience
Just keep your head up I told you we would make it
Can't give my meds up I see too many faces uh
In them foreigns racin'
Best make it count make sure it's no time wasted
I beat the trenches for my team that was a great win
Lose when you gave it everything that's hard to take in
Uh-uh-uh
Ayy look I do this **** for all my guys that got put under
Fifty shots I'm a drummer them guns spit thunder
One shot and he dead call that ***** the one-hit-wonder
No we don't aim for legs tryna make it hot all summer
As a small kid I used to want a H2 Hummer
My uncle did a bid they could've gave him football numbers
I went from
Mandrake daily tryna work on my jumper
Now it's gang-gang we stay on top of **** like a plunger uh
Old heads can't trick us
Drop rakes when we flick up
Lawyer's face get zipped up ambulance pick up
Oh red cups full of liquor
Let lead bust for my n***as
Come through and tear it up with them blickers
I really fed all of my killers
Uh I know you waitin'
Getting fed up you runnin' out of patience
Just keep your head up I told you we would make it
Can't give my meds up I see too many faces uh
In them foreigns racin'
Best make it count make sure it's no time wasted
I beat the trenches for my team that was a great win
Lose when you gave it everything that's hard to take in
Uh-uh-uh
Future：
Ayy I'm gettin' fast money 'cause I ain't got no patience
I'm with my team 'cause they cook n***as like bacon
I did my thing trappin' out the spot was vacant
Lil' n***a in jail stabbin' **** up like he Jason uh uh uh
Runnin' up fresh with some horses like I'm racin'
***** so bad look photoshopped when she naked
Made it out the jungle where they scorchin' and blazin'
My dawg get money and I get money n***a it's contagious
Went from a trapper to livin' like a popstar
I done got so rich I'm feedin' my lil' kids caviar
My ***** don't want for **** she get whatever she want
My shooter walk you down stand over you make sure it's done
Polo G：
Uh I know you waitin'
Getting fed up you runnin' out of patience
Just keep your head up I told you we'll make it
Can't give my meds up I see too many faces uh
In them foreigns racin'
Best make it count make sure it's no time wasted
I beat the trenches for my team that was a great win
Lose when you gave it everything that's hard to take in
Uh-uh-uh