My Time
Not wasting no time
Getting right to it
Vibing to this music
For this one moment
I keep on hoping
I'm In it, chose a good timing
Bits and pieces of the puzzle
Spent a minute tryna solve it
Those rides are the ones I'm tryna have
Laying down rhymes and dropping lines
This is my time my time
Lit a fire for my desires
Ride or die with three tires on the spider
I'm a closer you know it
I'm a closer you know it
This is my moment
At the trial feds on my back
Dialed in for miles count the stacks
Ops they against me
Time spent getting free
Won a trial back to back
Guess who's back in black
Counting these racks on racks
Ops taking stabs
Dabbing like newton slapping acid tabs
Court case left a whole in my heart
Don't even know where to start
Second amendment cya goodbye
No more guns feds don't want me to have it
Crazy to think I'd be last to attack someone
Wouldn't even harm a butterfly
Just lying in the grass waiting for time to pass
So I gotta rhyme for a living
Showing this commitment
Gotta make a living
Don't even got an army of writers
To do my business for me
My lines are stories
I'm chilling back against the wall
Hope I don't fall
I'm knocking off her draws she's knocking off my socks
Call me in a yacht drunk so I docked it
Won a trial back to back
Guess who's back in black
Counting these racks on racks
Ops taking stabs
Dabbing like newton slapping acid tabs
Court case left a whole in my heart
Don't even know where to start
Second amendment cya goodbye
Left alone in bed at night to cry
Letting out sighs don't wanna die
I'm going crazy
Popping tabs getting lazy
Vision oh so hazy
Blurry as a bat it's crazy
But I'm back to the grind
Writing lines about the trial
That I won ain't that something
Not winning that ain't nothing
No need to worry about pointless things
My guns be gone that's a new thing
Writing songs leaving dings
This is just a one night ting
Hit the bell just ring
It's a sing along song
Won a trial back to back
Guess who's back in black
Counting these racks on racks
Ops taking stabs
Dabbing like newton slapping acid tabs
Court case left a whole in my heart
Don't even know where to start
Second amendment cya goodbye
That's all I know it ain't a lie
Perform a show do it for the mind
Do it for the grind
Cause its my time
Getting right to it
Vibing to this music
For this one moment
I keep on hoping
I'm In it, chose a good timing
Bits and pieces of the puzzle
Spent a minute tryna solve it
Those rides are the ones I'm tryna have
Laying down rhymes and dropping lines
This is my time my time
Lit a fire for my desires
Ride or die with three tires on the spider
I'm a closer you know it
I'm a closer you know it
This is my moment
At the trial feds on my back
Dialed in for miles count the stacks
Ops they against me
Time spent getting free
Won a trial back to back
Guess who's back in black
Counting these racks on racks
Ops taking stabs
Dabbing like newton slapping acid tabs
Court case left a whole in my heart
Don't even know where to start
Second amendment cya goodbye
No more guns feds don't want me to have it
Crazy to think I'd be last to attack someone
Wouldn't even harm a butterfly
Just lying in the grass waiting for time to pass
So I gotta rhyme for a living
Showing this commitment
Gotta make a living
Don't even got an army of writers
To do my business for me
My lines are stories
I'm chilling back against the wall
Hope I don't fall
I'm knocking off her draws she's knocking off my socks
Call me in a yacht drunk so I docked it
Won a trial back to back
Guess who's back in black
Counting these racks on racks
Ops taking stabs
Dabbing like newton slapping acid tabs
Court case left a whole in my heart
Don't even know where to start
Second amendment cya goodbye
Left alone in bed at night to cry
Letting out sighs don't wanna die
I'm going crazy
Popping tabs getting lazy
Vision oh so hazy
Blurry as a bat it's crazy
But I'm back to the grind
Writing lines about the trial
That I won ain't that something
Not winning that ain't nothing
No need to worry about pointless things
My guns be gone that's a new thing
Writing songs leaving dings
This is just a one night ting
Hit the bell just ring
It's a sing along song
Won a trial back to back
Guess who's back in black
Counting these racks on racks
Ops taking stabs
Dabbing like newton slapping acid tabs
Court case left a whole in my heart
Don't even know where to start
Second amendment cya goodbye
That's all I know it ain't a lie
Perform a show do it for the mind
Do it for the grind
Cause its my time
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Writer(s): Luke Naidow
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