Time To Go (feat. Duane Jackson)
They telling me to stop, I'm like nah it's time to go
Time to go, time to go, get out my way, it's time to go
Until the day I drop I'm living fast, never slow
Never slow, never slow, I'm not waiting it's time to go
It's always been time, I'm at the top, I told you it's always been mine
I ain't gon stop, my nigga I know it's my drive
I've been around since way back and now I just noticed the skies
I'm reaching for now in hopes I can fly
But leaving the clouds, I'm going for God
I mean that I'm trying to be what he is
I ain't about none that funny shit
I run the gauntlet, I'm what you all wish
I am the one you thought don't exist
Now I'm right here in your face
And y'all ain't done nothing but clear up some space
You talked a big game but clearly you fake, so I can't respect you at all
I think you better revolve
You better try something, the effort is lost
Cause all of the shit that you doing is nothing but useless
I think that you headed for off
You thought that you in but you meant for the dark
Life never loved you, you destined for loss
Everything bout you been saying you weak
And I ain't inclined to believe that it's wrong
Nigga you should stop right quick
Everybody saying that you're not quite it
Everybody saying that you said that your girl didn't like me
I bet that she liked my dick
Everybody playing like I don't know nothing
Everybody playing like I'm not that nice
Everybody saying I should probably quit rap
Well everybody out there is goddamn right
They telling me to stop, I'm like nah it's time to go
Time to go, time to go, get out my way, it's time to go
Until the day I drop I'm living fast, never slow
Never slow, never slow, I'm not waiting it's time to go
Not making songs talking bout money, jewelry, drugs and hoes
You can keep em, I don't want em, waste your time, it's getting low
I am not the one to mess with, I'm just making sure y'all know
Mess with me and you'll find out that I'm not scared to throw a blow
Who's the best one? J Witt
Mumble rappers, they shit
If I think something Imma say it
If you're dissing me then start praying
I talked about it in flexing, see
How these trash rappers are vexing me
They just talk about sex and Hennessy
I'm not perfect but trynna be a better me
Better watch out, me and Duane on the track
Shut your mouth or you'll get hit with two pens and a pad
Every page jam packed with a shit ton of facts
If you make me mad then you better watch your back
Fore show up at your door dressed in black with a bag and a gag
You get smacked and snagged, gonna fold like a flag
Then I drag all you fags, not to brag but I'm picking off rappers
Like a motherfucking scab
So I'm coming in with a fury
Y'all should prolly be worried
I'm the judge and the jury
Shooting like I'm Steph Curry
Y'all are gonna get buried
Was that kinda far? I'm sorry
The ink is smeared on my pages so the lines are kinda blurry
I'm eliminating, devastating, never hesitating,
Separating, innovating, renovating
Y'all decelerating, irritating, trying to play me
While your celebrating I'm meditating, levitating, elevating
Till I get to heavens gate
I designate my spitting rate to decimate, incinerate, disintegrate
Not legitimate heavy weights
I'm dedicating my present state to educate those who imitate
I'll demonstrate on you degenerate counterfeits
Then I'll drop a heavy crate on you featherweights
Then I'll take you to a scary place
With no ventilation or decorations till you quit hating
You'll fade away, I'll take the game
I'm hungry like I never ate
My fan base bout to detonate
They're pretty great while you fakes complain
They telling me to stop, I'm like nah it's time to go
Time to go, time to go, get out my way, it's time to go
Until the day I drop I'm living fast, never slow
Never slow, never slow, I'm not waiting it's time to go
Not making songs talking bout money, jewelry, drugs and hoes
You can keep em, I don't want em, waste your time, it's getting low
I am not the one to mess with, I'm just making sure y'all know
Mess with me and you'll find out that I'm not scared to throw a blow
Sometimes I spit fast, sometimes I spit slow
Y'all can keep your cash, I prefer to keep my soul
Me and Duane just talking facts, y'all already know
This track's been pretty dope but it's time for me to go
Ugh
Time to go, time to go, get out my way, it's time to go
Until the day I drop I'm living fast, never slow
Never slow, never slow, I'm not waiting it's time to go
It's always been time, I'm at the top, I told you it's always been mine
I ain't gon stop, my nigga I know it's my drive
I've been around since way back and now I just noticed the skies
I'm reaching for now in hopes I can fly
But leaving the clouds, I'm going for God
I mean that I'm trying to be what he is
I ain't about none that funny shit
I run the gauntlet, I'm what you all wish
I am the one you thought don't exist
Now I'm right here in your face
And y'all ain't done nothing but clear up some space
You talked a big game but clearly you fake, so I can't respect you at all
I think you better revolve
You better try something, the effort is lost
Cause all of the shit that you doing is nothing but useless
I think that you headed for off
You thought that you in but you meant for the dark
Life never loved you, you destined for loss
Everything bout you been saying you weak
And I ain't inclined to believe that it's wrong
Nigga you should stop right quick
Everybody saying that you're not quite it
Everybody saying that you said that your girl didn't like me
I bet that she liked my dick
Everybody playing like I don't know nothing
Everybody playing like I'm not that nice
Everybody saying I should probably quit rap
Well everybody out there is goddamn right
They telling me to stop, I'm like nah it's time to go
Time to go, time to go, get out my way, it's time to go
Until the day I drop I'm living fast, never slow
Never slow, never slow, I'm not waiting it's time to go
Not making songs talking bout money, jewelry, drugs and hoes
You can keep em, I don't want em, waste your time, it's getting low
I am not the one to mess with, I'm just making sure y'all know
Mess with me and you'll find out that I'm not scared to throw a blow
Who's the best one? J Witt
Mumble rappers, they shit
If I think something Imma say it
If you're dissing me then start praying
I talked about it in flexing, see
How these trash rappers are vexing me
They just talk about sex and Hennessy
I'm not perfect but trynna be a better me
Better watch out, me and Duane on the track
Shut your mouth or you'll get hit with two pens and a pad
Every page jam packed with a shit ton of facts
If you make me mad then you better watch your back
Fore show up at your door dressed in black with a bag and a gag
You get smacked and snagged, gonna fold like a flag
Then I drag all you fags, not to brag but I'm picking off rappers
Like a motherfucking scab
So I'm coming in with a fury
Y'all should prolly be worried
I'm the judge and the jury
Shooting like I'm Steph Curry
Y'all are gonna get buried
Was that kinda far? I'm sorry
The ink is smeared on my pages so the lines are kinda blurry
I'm eliminating, devastating, never hesitating,
Separating, innovating, renovating
Y'all decelerating, irritating, trying to play me
While your celebrating I'm meditating, levitating, elevating
Till I get to heavens gate
I designate my spitting rate to decimate, incinerate, disintegrate
Not legitimate heavy weights
I'm dedicating my present state to educate those who imitate
I'll demonstrate on you degenerate counterfeits
Then I'll drop a heavy crate on you featherweights
Then I'll take you to a scary place
With no ventilation or decorations till you quit hating
You'll fade away, I'll take the game
I'm hungry like I never ate
My fan base bout to detonate
They're pretty great while you fakes complain
They telling me to stop, I'm like nah it's time to go
Time to go, time to go, get out my way, it's time to go
Until the day I drop I'm living fast, never slow
Never slow, never slow, I'm not waiting it's time to go
Not making songs talking bout money, jewelry, drugs and hoes
You can keep em, I don't want em, waste your time, it's getting low
I am not the one to mess with, I'm just making sure y'all know
Mess with me and you'll find out that I'm not scared to throw a blow
Sometimes I spit fast, sometimes I spit slow
Y'all can keep your cash, I prefer to keep my soul
Me and Duane just talking facts, y'all already know
This track's been pretty dope but it's time for me to go
Ugh
Credits
Writer(s): Duane Jackson
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