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Never On Time Lyrics - Artist : Quin NFN
We said he can't hang for nothing
We really came from hustlin
I got lil partners they cross it back then as a youngin' when I got a name and got and buzzin' (they came)
I done grew up and made niggas hate me I was really 8 deep on the floor with my cousins
I'm strapped with that iron blow it like some AC call it Quin KD when you see me I'm clutchin (bow bow bow)
I had to get to it
Ain't complaining bout nothing I get through it
Lotta starvin at night I done been through it
Play the cut watch them young niggas spin to it we making spin music
We don't do politics
Playing close if you fuck with the opposite
Sending 'bows to lil bro on my momma shit
Baby 9 known to shoot like Stojaković (bow bow bow)

From the dirt to the TV
Wide body whip, a GT (damn)
Cartier watches with VVs
I was on feet tryna pass out a CD
They ain't believe me now the like how we paid
I gotta move with my heat like I'm D-Wade
Copped two 30's now I'm startin' to see things
Might buy my son whatever if he behave
We tryna go get the sack for the family so we be in the streets steady tryna get active
Can't never wife me a bitch but in love with these 50's and 100's I find them attractive
Switches on switches these hoes automatic
He got clapped down without even reacting
Stand on that business ain't no way around it bring sum to the table and get you a fraction (yuh)

Get trophy and split it with all us
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