Time Heals Nothing - K Theory

One week they love me, next week they hating

Maybe its the name, maybe the dope music we making

It ain’t come with these had to take it

Money don’t grow on trees we had to make it

I swear i am the one in this world, we live in the matrix

These haters are the agents, the cycle never stops

Every week a different spot, all these groupies on my

Cuz they see we getting gwap on our way up to the top

And it’ll teach your ass a lot, especially about a friendship

I couldn’t tell you where my friends went, now thats a short list

Bet you when my ends get bigger, and the camera flash flicker

And they see me in the club poppin liquor, that the calls come quicker

More money, more problems

Every week some new friends

The cycle never ends

Time heals nothing, time heals nothing

It used to be a dream now i gotta make it real

I used to show up to the airport to see just how it feel

Close my eyes and catch a flight to brazil

Then envision a crowd of fifty thousand and get the chills

Break it down, roll my weed up so i can chill

Turn the beat up I’m bout to kill, not being cocky just being real

Cannot knock me for being skilled, young motherfucka

When i get my money right can’t tell me none motherfucka

Hear you hating, tell it to my gun motherfucka

See that red k you better run motherfucka

Now I’m just being real, not saying we the best I’m just telling you the deal

Since we talking deals we should be talking millions, i need to feed my future

children

Buy a fucking building and give my mom the world

Cuz she’s my favorite girl, worth more than diamonds and pearls