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Migos – Time for Me Lyrics

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Migos – Time for Me Lyrics

“Migos – Time for Me Lyrics”

[Intro: Quavo]
I ‘preciate you
You makin’ me realize all the time I wasted
Thinkin’ ’bout them bando days, goin’ back to the basic
But I don’t really think you know that though
So I thought I’d explain it

[Chorus: Quavo]
In the bando I hated starvin’ (Starvin’)
In the bando I hated starvin’ (Bando)
So many late nights at the lock in
Spinnin’ and finesse a niggas robbin’ (Spendin’)
When the gang meet at the ‘partments
There’s only the gang that’s important (Gang)
Keepin’ it real and off ears and clean up your spills, you never get extorted (For real)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Didn’t know fame raise nothin’ dumb (Uh-huh)
You niggas can’t take nothin’ from me
Feel like I been raised in the jungle (Jungle)
My momma ain’t raised no dummy (Momma)
Nah, I ain’t never been a screw-up (Screw-up)
Shit get sticky out the mud
Firewatchers playin’ three flood
Nigga want smoke, it’s all up
Nigga want smoke, it’s all up (Smoke)


Don’t get it twisted, I still keep it on me
I spend a whole block just ’cause (Skrrt, skrrt)
No, nigga, please don’t do it (No)
She gets sticky like mud (Mud)
Firewatch playin’ three flood (Flood)
Ain’t got time, but I got time today
I ain’t even goin’ for me ‘more (More)
Buckshot straight slugs
I got blue tips in this gun (Blue)
Ain’t even goin’ for none (No, no)
Twelve, yeah, squally I run (Twelve)
Young nigga fresh out on bond (Yeah)
Ain’t got time, but I got time today
When you see me, please don’t judge (Nope)

[Verse 2: Offset]
In the bando I hated starvin’ (Huh)
In the trenches, I had to rob ’em
Sinnin’ and spinnin’ and shootin’ carbons (Spin)
They go body for body, coffin for coffin (Body for body)
She gon’ gobble my water just like a dolphin (Dolphin)
Pull up in Ferraris, see the boss in him
Bitch nigga, we don’t even rock with them (Bitch nigga)
One life to live, can’t pause the film (Hoo)


Hey, what’s your name, baby? (What’s your name?)
I can see it in your eyes, you been through pain, baby (Pain)
I can tell I make it sharpen out of lane, baby (Lane)
Get money and I get high on planes, lady (Get money)
Two timers to get the spendin’ ’til they feel lazy (Two timers)
Twinkle twinkle, yellow diamonds like I urinated (Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle)
Had to been in situation, never cooperated (Never cooperated)
We could always have a talk, long as the guap related (Long as the racks involved)

[Chorus: Quavo & Takeoff]
In the bando I hated starvin’ (Starvin’)
In the bando I hated starvin’ (Starvin’)
So many late nights at the lock in (Yeah)
Spendin’ and finesse a niggas robbin’ (Spendin’)
When the gang meet at the ‘partments (Yeah)
There’s only the gang that’s important (Important)
Keepin’ it real and off ears and clean up your spills, you never get extorted (Extorted, Takeoff!)

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
I ain’t never get extorted (Never)
God first, my family, the gang, that’s important (The gang)
I miss the fans and the game, miss the feelin’ of performance (I miss you)
Thankin’ God on my knees when I wake up in the mornin’ (Religion)
The legendary bando days in my grandma house recordin’ (Grandma)
Back when I was sippin’ Ac’ and movin’ like a tortoise (Drank)
Finessin’ for them Benjamins, runnin’ faster than Forest (Run!)
I’ma take that back and plant a seed, watch I grow it (Grow it)
It ain’t now or ‘nother, I do this shit for my mother (Momma)


Feelin’ like I’m Russel, collecting a triple-double (Russel)
Lookin’ at these nigga, we know that we got ’em shook (Look up)
And I ain’t gotta touch you, like a keystart, that’s a finger push
They hop out their [?], give it up ’til I pick ’em up
A meal in that vacuum seal look just like a mega bus (A whole meal)
No GM5, but they know not to play with us (Don’t do that)
I guess this weak game [?], that’s why they hate on us

[Chorus: Quavo]
In the bando I hated starvin’
In the bando I hated starvin’
So many late nights at the lock in
Trickin’ and finesse a niggas robbin’ (Robbin’)
When the gang meet at the ‘partments
There’s only the gang that’s important (Important)
Keepin’ it real and off ears, you clean up your spills, you never get extorted

[Outro: Quavo]
‘Cause she get sticky like mud (Mud)
Firewatcher playin’ three flood
Nigga want smoke, it’s all up
Nigga want smoke, it’s all up
M-m-m-murda on it


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