You ain't really gotta make time for us You ain't gotta make time for us I'm in the streets I gotta bag it up I'm in the streets I gotta bag it up You ain't really gotta make time You ain;t really gotta make time I got some bitches on my line I think its best you get in line Can't see the watch it make you blind Rolling through the city see the lights Rolling through PA the city mine I'm not cocky just confident did it right Can't call em when I pull up touch down Swinging through the city look around Lotta jelous in they face they keep a frown Everytime they look my way they looking down Care free throw the money out the window Get a little, Give a lot thats what its here for Trynna ge it, get the info I don't even know why she get it in for You aint really gotta make time Thought I told you I aint got time Yea I know that you hit my bro outta spite I just jig hit a move cause its life And why, Do you really really wanna make time And why Do you wanna make this time