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Yea, Time's of the essence
Smoking on the gas
Getting rid of my depression
I secure the bag not a question
Getting to the money my obsession
Hit me up
I got a bag, we can run it up
Heard she bad, she can fuck with us
Sipping tech out a double cup
Hit me up
I got a bag, we can run it up
Heard she bad, she can fuck with us
Sipping tech out a double cup
Wonder if it's destined
Why so many questions
Living everyday with you like shit was straight a blessin'
Tried to send a message, blamed it on reception
Now I understand cause you was getting misconceptions
Wonder right now
Understand what you have been about
Tryna scream, understand I know you lost in the crowd
I ain't even got a problem, baby we can hold it down
I'm just telling you exactly how I'm feelin' right now
Time's of the essence
Smoking on the gas
Getting rid of my depression
I secure the bag not a question
Getting to the money my obsession
Hit me up
I got a bag, we can run it up
Heard she bad, she can fuck with us
Sipping tech out a double cup
Hit me up
I got a bag, we can run it up
Heard she bad, she can fuck with us
Sipping tech out a double cup
She got me stuck, I don't know if it's real or fake love
I'm addicted, this feelings like drugs
I'm fucked up, you the reason because
I been feeling so lonely
Stop talking bout shit come and show me
Said she wanna get to know me, I might have to break it off lowkey cause
Time's of the essence
Smoking on the gas
Getting rid of my depression
I secure the bag not a question (Not a question)
Getting to the money my obsession
Hit me up (Hit me up)
I got a bag, we can run it up (We can run it up)
Heard she bad, she can fuck with us (She can fuck with us)
Sipping tech out a double cup
Hit me up
I got a bag, we can run it up
Heard she bad, she can fuck with us
Sipping tech out a double cup
Tell me how you feel
You ain't gotta play it tough, keep it real
We can take our time, we can chill
A love like this could kill
I don't wanna talk to much
You just needa stay in touch
Cause I'm what your missing, make a decision
I want you close, I can't handle distance
Time's of the essence
Smoking on the gas
Getting rid of my depression
I secure the bag not a question (Not a question)
Getting to the money my obsession
Hit me up (Hit me up)
I got a bag, we can run it up (We can run it up)
Heard she bad, she can fuck with us (She can fuck with us)
Sipping tech out a double cup
Hit me up
I got a bag, we can run it up
Heard she bad, she can fuck with us
Sipping tech out a double cup
WRITERS
Chris Love, Evan Brodnick, Kyliegh Jhelicka
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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