Lyrics It’s About Time – Sha Ek
It’s ’bout f**kin’ time I get on my s**t, n**ga
Free Dot, free PJ, free Cj, free Skudda
And it’s no more free f**kin’ Nino
Grah, grah, grah, grah
It’s ’bout time that I get on my s**t
For that money you know that I’m takin’ that risk
Most of my n**gas on Rikers or they in the feds
So I’m dolo ’cause new n**gas switch
I’d rather stay locked in with my grip
They don’t love me, they only love me when I diss
Too many dead Gzz in my spliff
F**k it, all of them restin’ in piss
I’m tellin’, Slide to the n**gas who talk hot
They linked up so I’m spinnin’ through both blocks
Make ’em run every time that I throw shots
‘Lilah been died, I’ve been smokin’ that dumb thot
You can see these n**gas got me mad
I’m on the bail tryna think about my dad
Free Bdot he was punchin’ on fags
Theres too much s**t that we did in the past
But we still get active
John G, got put in a casket
Dummy, my n**gas never be lackin’
.. why you gettin’ him tatted
.. did bad ’cause that old n**ga rappin’
Free JJ, you talk on his name and it’s static
I’m really locked in with all of the goons
They be jackin’ the O but they don’t be in tune
It’s ’bout time that I get on my s**t
For that money you know that I’m takin’ that risk
Most of my n**gas on Rikers or they in the feds
So I’m dolo ’cause new n**gas switch
I’d rather stay locked in with my grip
They don’t love me, they only love me when I diss
Too many dead Gzz in my spliff
F**k it, all of them restin’ in piss
So I’ma go roll me a zip
If the V get hot, I’ma get a new whip
I just been goin’ through mad different s**t
But I don’t complain ’cause a n**ga got rich
N**gas told me, EK, stay with your switch
But he in New York, it’s 30 in the clip
Bro, I got you, don’t even trip
One phone call will get a n**ga hit
Hollows will make a p**sy n**ga flip
Just let me know if it’s lit
If it’s lit, we like, Say that
Lil’ bro been feenin’ to spray that
New opp just died, where the pain at
OY been died, where the Caine at
Gang-gang-gang, OGz the f**k up
Uh-huh, suck my d!ck
Grah-grah-grah-grah
Everything dead, gotta stand on that s**t, bow
It’s ’bout time that I get on my s**t
For that money you know that I’m takin’ that risk
Most of my n**gas on Rikers or they in the feds
So I’m dolo ’cause new n**gas switch
I’d rather stay locked in with my grip
They don’t love me, they only love me when I diss
Too many dead Gzz in my spliff
F**k it, all of them restin’ in piss…
➤ Written by Sha Ek
Sha Ek | 2023
