Delta Deathbus to Zion - Felly, Peter $un

New Flavors

Ain’t got time to grow up

Feel like I’m working for nobody bruh

(fill a mofucka up)

Old shit

Yeah uh but

But aye

But uh still

Fortune fortune

Will uh yeah uh

Fortunately, fortunately connected

I done got gym plugs down a couple exits

I could rock the stamp out make it look sexist

Heard another friend out know that life precious

Thinking that my mind fucked up, still, I flex it

Leave it to the universe and people get me

Baby boy blue jean pull up in the Guess fit

We don’t need pesos open up them legs bitch

Far from your regular, my pops blessed me

Walking up them stepping stones up to heaven

8 months of unopened mail on the dresser

Ain’t seen the sun I been pale it’s my last semester

Jerry thinking that the demons got me

Heard him speaking 'bout me, think I need the audi

If you wanna know how I feel about it

Know the feeling sour cause I feel the power

Far from your regular, something about something about secular

You ain’t really got the gas, if you stash love

I fucking with her till she pregnant

And sometimes I wanna see it like Ken Lammar

I just think God is someone been in charge

Cause I can never stay the whole seminar

Tryna pull myself to get it once more

I ain’t got time to grow up

I ain’t got time to toy 'em

My momma from Detroit I ain’t such a little boy

I got all the squad employed

Like thank you very much for showing up

Imma get back to blowing up

Doing dope shit and pose it up

With a new bitch from photoshop

Open up heavens gates we pulling up, you know what’s up

I ain’t got time to grow up

I ain’t got time to toy 'em

My momma from Detroit I ain’t such a little boy

I got all the squad employed

Like thank you very much for showing up

Imma get back to blowing up

Doing dope shit

Niggas always talking about nothing

Shut the fuck up or you might learn something

Spend my last dollar on a forty got it buzzin

Probably be live when I step up to the function

This was hard work I ain’t never get lucky, trust me

Now this bad hoes wanna touch me, love me

Scummy all these niggas made broke look sexy

Probably planning a sabotage if they catch me

I might pull up with a stick like Crosby

Shit we still drink to swell kidneys

Don’t tempt me this clip it’s not empy

Since he went down we done switch ten speeds uh

That rent shit, I evolved I grew ten knees

But everybody gotta want what they think they need

And they ain’t never touch a stone, on the bill

Me and Fel, only thing we relate to is real

Shake that ass huh

I ain’t got time to grow up

I ain’t got time to toy 'em

My momma from Detroit I ain’t such a little boy

Still tryna fill the void

Like thank you very much for showing up

Imma get back to blowing up