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Wasted Time
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wasted Time was released on January 16, 2026 by Zay Carter as a part of the album The In-Betweens
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Release DateJanuary 16, 2026
LabelZay Carter
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zay Carter
Zay Carter
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Micah Isaiah-Ross Weaver
Micah Isaiah-Ross Weaver
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zay Carter
Zay Carter
Producer
Micah Isaiah-Ross Weaver
Micah Isaiah-Ross Weaver
Producer

Lyrics

Don't waste my time
Brign the bass in
Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah
All they do is waste my time
All they do is waste my time
All they do is waste my time
waste my time
Verse:
Gave up love turned her into an escort.
Bought me a baddie, picked her up at the airport.
Played step dad, but I’m fit for a mentor
Talk real crazy, saying shit that’ll get you sent for
I don’t fight women, but a bitchI’ll her shit tore.
I don’t have the mental space to carry all your shit whore
I been playing nice, really nice, I don’t keep score
When i finally left I ask the bitch what you care for?
Lotta opportunity and whole lot to shoot for
Slaved over beats, banging Shit out on compu-ters
Life ain’t fair but it date her like she cute or (whore)
Ain’t shit a bitch could learn from me, I’ll tu-tor.
Founding out who’s for me,
gave me peace on darker situations.
Lotta liquor whole lotta concentration.
I been wading through the waters tryna
Explorate it
Guess These days I’m just Uber patient.
while I work on me, I sit
In Silent desperation.
Just to make up for my hesitation,
I take it out the city on a quickie thang
Outta desperation
Cause reality got me impatient.
Meanwhile, a cutie that I thought I had a chance on
End up slashing me and masking feelings.
Swear I always make mistake being of honest with a super villain,
This bitch like Joker but she so appealing
Same time, these issues popping up and honestly I’m not dealing.
Hate to reminisce on old feelings
I build myself up, just to have a bitch waiting on the ceiling,
Knock me down and try to play the victim.
Wasted feelings, whole lotta wasted moments
Shotgun to heart, holes I gotta walk home with
Really used to hurt me till my heart turned frozen.
Liquor goes in then, then out the same hole it goes in.
Motherfucker...
Instrumental
I been on the road tryna capture where the flow went.
I’m just more content with stable goings.
The women in my life fuck and go
keep it pushing on some pimp shit,
I really ain’t the one that you should be play with.
I had a season as a monster in these streets
Shit I had to sit with it.
All the bad decisions that I went with.
Really hurt a lot of people on some G shit.
But casualties of war is part of G shit.
Like really some street shit.
What scarred me most is all the things I had to think on.
Cut me one, bitch but I still limp on
Hella bullets flying got me once, ugh hit me twice bitch but I’m still going.
Like roses in the concrete man I’m still growing.
These **** still borns
Playing step dad to a girl that doesn’t think on
How the future looking, she just build on.
I don’t even factor in equations she be calculating on some stress shit.
I just try and act like I’m domestic.
shits a mess bitch
Not once in conversation did she get the message.
Turning down the rings and the dresses
Thinking back on all my education
Like, did I even get the lesson?
Guess I gut default to all my blessings
I've Given up
Given up
Given up
Given up on love
I've Given up
I've Given up
I've Given up
I've Given up on love
Love
I've Given up
I've Given up
I've Given up
I've Given up on love
I've Given up
I've Given up
I've Given up
I've Given up on love
Written by: Micah Isaiah-Ross Weaver
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