Different Type of Time by TBeast Da God Lyrics
(Intro)
Uughh
TBeast Da God
Godly Beast
Bank Bro's
Uuughhh
(Chorus)
Im on a different type of time
I need a different type of vibe
Gimme a different type of high
Ya gotta finesse, I don’t know why
Get off them drugs
I can’t stay high
I can’t let life pass me by
New condo in the sky
X2
(Verse 1)
Inhale exhaling cookies out the cookie jar
No, No I’m straight on the zanny bar
Do you wanna ride in my sports car
Hop out the 650, then I hop in a Jaguar
Lil hoe shake your ass more
Chill I always do the dashboard
Shorty got a attitude, and she hella rude
She a headache and a big ass booty
Lame hoe tryna play me like a Rudy
Cash over coochie, chicken over chickenheads
Shorty like I’ll I want is head
So that must mean she a dickhead
Lil hoe get off my line like u the feds
Sneaking and chiefin my meds
I do my dance in some vans
God walk and count out 10 bands
My heart pump pimpin, yours pump lemonade
Fuck the rap game
Hit the industry then I serenade
You suckas ain’t keepin my bills paid
Let’s get it straight
Yo bitch was my bitch
Last Wednesday
(Chorus)
Im on a different type of time
I need a different type of vibe
Gimme a different type of high
Ya gotta finesse, I don’t know why
Get off them drugs
I can’t stay high
I can’t let life pass me by
New condo in the sky
X2
(Verse 2)
Never ever take life too serious
Never ever let em see your tears
Stayed down and I stacked for years
You don’t want money then u hella weird
I keep some money in my pockets
I keep some pussy in my beard
Belching belaire not beer
Run up 10 million this year
Do hit my line about bucks
Do hit my line about beats
Get my paper out the yo
Mite get paper out ya hoe
I’m in ya bitch like an embryo
I gotta bag just blow
Check out my drip designer my loafs
Walk in the post office looking for the load
Later on Ima break it down all zaps
Outta 10 kush bows
Mix and matchin Prada with my shelltoes
You tryna gimme gimme lemme hold, ole hell no
Wouldn’t let you niggas touch my left elbow
(Chorus)
Im on a different type of time
I need a different type of vibe
Gimme a different type of high
Ya gotta finesse, I don’t know why
Get off them drugs
I can’t stay high
I can’t let life pass me by
New condo in the sky
X2
Uughh
TBeast Da God
Godly Beast
Bank Bro's
Uuughhh
(Chorus)
Im on a different type of time
I need a different type of vibe
Gimme a different type of high
Ya gotta finesse, I don’t know why
Get off them drugs
I can’t stay high
I can’t let life pass me by
New condo in the sky
X2
(Verse 1)
Inhale exhaling cookies out the cookie jar
No, No I’m straight on the zanny bar
Do you wanna ride in my sports car
Hop out the 650, then I hop in a Jaguar
Lil hoe shake your ass more
Chill I always do the dashboard
Shorty got a attitude, and she hella rude
She a headache and a big ass booty
Lame hoe tryna play me like a Rudy
Cash over coochie, chicken over chickenheads
Shorty like I’ll I want is head
So that must mean she a dickhead
Lil hoe get off my line like u the feds
Sneaking and chiefin my meds
I do my dance in some vans
God walk and count out 10 bands
My heart pump pimpin, yours pump lemonade
Fuck the rap game
Hit the industry then I serenade
You suckas ain’t keepin my bills paid
Let’s get it straight
Yo bitch was my bitch
Last Wednesday
(Chorus)
Im on a different type of time
I need a different type of vibe
Gimme a different type of high
Ya gotta finesse, I don’t know why
Get off them drugs
I can’t stay high
I can’t let life pass me by
New condo in the sky
X2
(Verse 2)
Never ever take life too serious
Never ever let em see your tears
Stayed down and I stacked for years
You don’t want money then u hella weird
I keep some money in my pockets
I keep some pussy in my beard
Belching belaire not beer
Run up 10 million this year
Do hit my line about bucks
Do hit my line about beats
Get my paper out the yo
Mite get paper out ya hoe
I’m in ya bitch like an embryo
I gotta bag just blow
Check out my drip designer my loafs
Walk in the post office looking for the load
Later on Ima break it down all zaps
Outta 10 kush bows
Mix and matchin Prada with my shelltoes
You tryna gimme gimme lemme hold, ole hell no
Wouldn’t let you niggas touch my left elbow
(Chorus)
Im on a different type of time
I need a different type of vibe
Gimme a different type of high
Ya gotta finesse, I don’t know why
Get off them drugs
I can’t stay high
I can’t let life pass me by
New condo in the sky
X2