Time Will Tell | Kr$Na | Talha Anjum – Been A While Lyrics English Translation
(Intro)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
From Delhi to Karachi… we back.
(Hook)
It’s been a while, but there’s no competition in sight.
From Delhi to Karachi, just say your friend’s name.
My hard work has brought me to this level.
A different style, a different vibe, and different matters.
I’ll blow a hundred thousand just standing around in the evening.
Everything’s great while the crew rolls around in the Bimmer.
(Verse 1)
My mindset is do or die, with homicide on my mind.
Don’t call me brother if you’re playing both sides.
Look, I can see the coward in you through your eyes.
You’re the type who sits sideways on a motorbike.
These guys switch up when they see an Audemars on my wrist.
So many wish I’d drop a diss track on them for dollars.
I’m all about the risk, and I’m not bothered by that nonsense.
My crew stays high around the clock, like a pitch in an opera.
Open sesame—I’ve got the keys to my Beamer.
A winner on the beat, I’ve taken charge of victory.
The car speeds while rolling deep with my killers.
In my league, I devour weak enemies for dinner.
(Verse 2)
When times get hard, deception comes to light.
When the throne is empty, betrayal comes to light.
Those claiming rights to this game are all fake.
The ones who used to curse me are now clapping for me.
Heard my name? Then say it.
Whatever you said behind my back, say it to my face.
I’ve kept my focus strictly on my work.
Now, tickets sell on this name alone.
(Verse 3)
I’m not sentimental—how will they handle this?
This Rolex is Presidential, but the story is still local.
Their nonsense is canceled once I pick up the pen and pencil.
They can’t handle money, yet still want to gamble.
Used to have two pairs of shoes… now new kicks every day.
Sweep the game clean like a sharp cut—here’s a few tips.
It wasn’t easy for me, but I’ve turned ruthless.
Double K Ys—I’m down with my two squads.
(Hook)
It’s been a while, but there’s no competition in sight.
From Delhi to Karachi, just say your friend’s name.
My hard work has brought me to this level.
A different style, a different vibe, and different matters.
I’ll blow a hundred thousand just standing around in the evening.
Everything’s great while the crew rolls around in the Bimmer.
(Verse 4)
Money on my mind, protection on my side.
The world’s wicked—you’ve got to stay ready, brother.
Good die young—damn, I’m still alive.
That certified bag, motherfuckers, anytime.
Take you out, forget your reputation.
These guys are defaulters—still running when raids hit.
Kr$na’s my brother, everything’s fantastic.
Bring the cash ’cause time is money—don’t waste my time.
(Verse 5)
Enough small talk and street talk—clear my path.
I live like a Rap Demon—my scene’s tight.
Whatever you say doesn’t affect me.
I’m a South Side boy, Qatar South Side.
In Abu Dhabi, you’ll see the hype outside.
Shooters posted right outside your house.
Lights out for you—you’re going night-night.
More streams, no deals—the Most High shows mercy.
(Verse 6)
What I’ve planned is what I’ve planned.
A man wants what he wants, but only what God wills happens.
What doubt is there in that?
What’s my crown? What’s my throne?
I’ve put in the time, son—what’s luck got to do with it?
I put out so much work, yours got buried.
Don’t stick with just anyone.
From Delhi to Karachi, my song plays.
(Outro)
It’s been a while… no competition in sight.
From Delhi to Karachi… just say your friend’s name.
