Outta Time – Lil Jay Cal Lyrics
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*(Uh-huh, yeah)*
*(I been runnin' outta time)*
*(Bennys make me lose my—uh)*
*(Yeah, yeah, yeah)*
*(Oh my God)*
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I feel like I'm runnin' outta time *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
Bennys make me lose my mind *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
They say I'm delirious *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
But I'm feelin' fine *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
Niggas parkin' crooked, I think that should be a crime *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
Really only said that 'cause I'm runnin' outta rhymes
Niggas hatin', but that is okay
'Cause I'm doin' fine
Got your salary on my wrist *(yeah, yеah, yeah)*
Nigga, you is a bitch
If you fuck with us, nigga, you gon' get hit with a SIG
On the gang, what you bang? NLMB, that's what I claim *(what I claim)*
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I don't really care what you say
'Cause I'll still fuck your mom *(your mom)*
Let me be real though
I got a whole girl, why the fuck I'm talkin' like this?
And I love her, and only her, until the end of Earth
And I don't care what them numbers say
'Cause you cannot determine my worth
And if you try to mess with us, them bullets gonna disperse
He said he gon' kill us, we just pulled an Uno reverse
I know if I don't stop takin' Bennys, I'ma take a ride in that hearse
You chew me up and spit me out, I feel like dirt
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I feel like I'm runnin' outta time *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
Bennys make me lose my mind *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
They say I'm delirious
But I'm feelin' fine *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
Niggas parkin' crooked, I think that should be a crime
Really only said that 'cause I'm runnin' outta rhymes *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
Niggas hatin', but that is okay
'Cause I'm doin' fine
Got your salary on my wrist *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
Nigga, you is a bitch
If you fuck with us, nigga, you gon' get hit with a SIG
On the gang, what you bang? NLMB, that's what I claim *(what I claim)*
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*(Trip)*
*(Pour my drink up, need more than a fifth)*
Pour more drink up, need more than a fifth
All these drugs like I do not exist
I want love, baby, but now I'm rich
Pour the drink up, then Actavis
Why the fuck do I just act like this?
All my demons come after six
All these chains, yeah, I'm actin' real dead
All this gas, yeah, I just smoked a zip
I'ma do my drugs, then fuckin' dip
Yeah, all these Bennys, I just don't exist
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I feel like I'm runnin' outta time *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
Bennys make me lose my mind *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
They say I'm delirious
But I'm feelin' fine *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
Niggas parkin' crooked, I think that should be a crime *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
Really only said that 'cause I'm runnin' outta rhymes
Niggas hatin', but that is okay
'Cause I'm doin' fine
Got your salary on my wrist *(yeah, yeah, yeah)*
Nigga, you is a bitch
If you fuck with us, nigga, you gon' get hit with a SIG
On the gang, what you bang? NLMB, that's what I claim *(what I claim)*
