Lyrics Wiz Khalifa – Time Goes By

Now I gotta carry revolvers, cause niggas is starving,
And I ain’t gave a plate out yet,
I’m goin hard and I ain’t played out yet.
And them hoe niggas talkin, I got somethin to say bout that,
They talk greasy when they see me dog they ain’t bout that,
Niggas be feeling personalities and bang on wax,
I’m 100 you can bank on dat,
Got my bank all fat,
Yeah I’m doing my thang here,
Heard my first track thinkin thats when I came here,
Was actually raised here,
But wasn’t born who could give a fuck,
My whole family as far as I can go back stays here,
Its not a mystery,
This where I graduated high school, went to middle school and elementary,
So don’t say shit to me,
Cause bitch if I ain’t the prince,
Show me who the fuck it is, if it isn’t me.
You niggas history I’m lookin like the future,
Only know how to ball something like a hooper,
Swishas of that cali bomb smellin like a fruit cup,
Yeah, I got heart but never claimed to be too tough,
But never said that my homies don’t shoot stuff,
Real street niggas no talkin just do stuff,
In the club patron and lime juiced up,
Reppin that Rostrum, heavy hustle I’m trued up,

I’m wit some dudes you used to see blued up,
On a get money swag we done moved up,
Big crib nice chain, the new truck,
Some say I’m doing good I say I don’t do much, but go hard,
Niggas say I wouldn’t be shit with no squad, ha, ya so smart,
Cause I was just 16 rappin with no job,
Met chad and benji and now I’m a young star
He and hard basically molded the young boy,
Thats why they do shit for me but they wont record yall,
Knew I was the one when they first heard the boy talk,
Got a horror flick flow, came to murder all em up,
Addicted to it now its like I’m servin all em soft,
Got my pockets all fat like I’m Sherman off the Klumps my money come in lumps,
Yall don’t really wanna get funky,
Nothing but a bunch of funny acting chumps and I had shit boxed since day one,
I don’t advise niggas to say nun,
You something like a clone, Ima be known as one of them great ones,
For those gone I roll and blaze some ya dug me

Time just goes by, and I don’t know why I stay high x4

Talking through Chorus:
YEEEAAHHH
Shits crazy man, (shits crazy), seem like…
Niggas just wanna see you fucked up out here, soon as you start doing good thats when shit change,
they expect you to change but you know…this the way we supposed to be,
I thought we was supposed to move up, fuck you mad at me for….
(niggas startin’ to get real jealous) ya know, got me stressed the fuck out man,
looking left and right before I go in my crib (I’m too young for this shit) watching every move I make, and for what (nothing)
Rest in Peace to Jayla Brown (Rest in Peace) Rest in Peace Maina Ward (Rest in Peace)…412