Pac Div
Time Will Tell
[Verse 1: Mibbs]
She hates when I’m gone
Whirlwinds and cyclones
We live in a wasteland with laptops and iPhones
We love our hip hop
Not Love & Hip Hop
I lost trust in hip hop ‘cause ain’t no love in hip hop
Hate comin’ from the old heads
I don’t fuck with these new n***as
I ain’t into makin’ new friends
That's why I ain’t fuckin’ with you n***a
Grew up with a crew of n***as
Linked up and we blew n***as
Y’all wanna rock Tom Ford and pop corks, me too n***a!
Friendships don’t last, but this too shall pass
Hard to keep your passion when you stressin’ out about cash
Pray to God and I ask Him to bring a blessing outta his stash
Expedite that package, Sir, I really need it that fast
I been locked up in this lab, pushin’ classics outta my ass
Cashin’ in on my future leaving tire marks in my past
Place yourself in that driver seat, sit your foot on that gas
Just make sure when they wave the checkered flag
That you not last

[Hook: Mibbs]
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell

[Verse 2: Like]
Got my feet up drinkin’ cold beer
I can see it all so clear
I done heard it all with both ears
Ayy, these n***as out here so weird
Y’all n***as trippin’ I ain’t goin’ near
Every time I turn the channel, they promotin’ fear
Police get away with murder when the coast is clear
N***as gettin’ executed yet we persevere
We be really ‘bout that action or we all se here
Y’all still be actin’ like hoes
Y’all still be jackin’ our flows
Y’all goin’ back ‘cause we forward
This for my trappin’ ass homies
This for my bitches who’s paid
Let’s flip these stacks and get paid
Let’s get this money six ways
I ain’t been sleepin’ for days
I ain’t gon’ sleep ‘til I die
You know I be goin’ for mine
Middle fingers be up in the sky

[Verse 3: BeYoung]
Damn, dog, ain’t funny how the times change?
Still Divvy, still busy, that’s the mindframe
'Scuse me, lil n***a, that’s my lane
Right sound, right track, that’s the right train
Right brown, right yak, that’s the right drank
Formate with my n***as and we migrate
‘Bout to charge, get back, multiply eight
Then baby, throw that shit back gyrate
Div n***as been cold as the tri-state
Stay posted ‘cause I know better
Same n***as with the paper, baby, no cheddar
Still kill ‘em with the flow, ho, Lo sweaters
Prolly gettin’ stoned bitch I know Rosetta
Aviate no our gang need propellers
N***a push the whole thang, I’m the wholeseller
N***a fly on my wings, you can float better
Pull you five or six hoes out at Coachella

[Hook: Mibbs]
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell
We gon’ see what you about
If it’s meant to be, time will tell

[Outro]
Wish you could walk away
Be down to drink today
We gon' find a way
All my night light, you got