Time
Its late late late
Its early early early
Its late late late
Its early early early
Its late late late now
Its early early early
Its late late late
I'm not with none of the things that they on
Stacking my bread put it aside trying to own
Remember living check to check with a bunch of loans
I had to swerve off of that road I paid a toll it took a toll
Now I'm walking beats down I damn near stroll
If it's up you know I'm there like what you on?
If it's BS you cannot find me like a moken troll
I need some Jesus and some glue to fix my broken soul
I need time
Can you give me a minute
I don't do second chances
I don't like handouts or gimmicks
Stayed true to myself
Kept this shit authentic
The whole world will be ours
In a matter of hours
If you give me some time now
Okay lets go I'm ready
Move on that BPT
If it starts one I pull up at three (oooo)
Cause it's my time
I use it wisely
And this my jam
It got me stepping like the Isley's
All bets on me I bet I beat the odds against me
Cause when you win and get the green
They green with lots of envy
Dreaming my pockets empty
Tryna drain my energy
I don't do negative anything
I got unlimited energy
Spotlight (oh)
Camera lights (oh)
Lighters up
Got a grip on a grip can't lighten up
No campfire I was lighting a wood
It's friday get fried day
And everything right in the hood
It's friday everything fine
I'm taking my time
Got Sade playing in the background
Artwork hanging in the back drop
Got some plays for the bread on my laptop
Big worms in my head
Don't play bout my bread
You don't really want me to bring the trap out
Big weight when I move like I'm maxxed out
I ain't heard about nothing if you ask bout
I'm taking my time
I'm not with none of the things that they on
Stacking my bread put it aside trying to own
Remember living check to check with a bunch of loans
I had to swerve off of that road I paid a toll it took a toll
Now I'm walking beats down I damn near stroll
If it's up you know I'm there like what you on?
If it's BS you cannot find me like a moken troll
I need some Jesus and some glue to fix my broken soul
I need time
Can you give me a minute
I don't do second chances
I don't like handouts or gimmicks
Stayed true to myself
Kept this shit authentic
The whole world will be ours
In a matter of hours
If you give me some time now
Okay I need some patience
Okay some time and space
Booked us a relocation
I know you think I'm different
Don't come at me the same
You can read what I'm saying
By the look on my face
Don't mind me I'm vibing regardless
I coach I teach I'm a passionate artist
Perfecting my craft in my bag I been balling
Plus now I'm a father I gotta go harder
Don't know what you heard but mines is the hardest
A flick of the wrist like Mahomes out the pocket
Don't get me started I get out of pocket
Get out of my mental been out of my body
Get instrumentals I gotta demolish
You checking for beef then don't check in with me
When it comes to this rapping I got a few bodies
Don't check my receipts unless you got a deposit
Stunt with my brothers like Otto Rocket
Got a rocket like otto been dying to launch it
Got some new heat I been dying to launch it
Woaah
Just give me some time to slow up
Can't get a rise out me
I just vibe to beats
I givem the blues givem the blues
Anytime I show up
Showed up in time indeed
Shout out to Justin B
Adjusting time like chronos
Ima bake a beat
Just tryna rise my dough up
I been rising sweet
Perfect time indeed
Perfect time indeed
Sideshow TYL
Its early early early
Its late late late
Its early early early
Its late late late now
Its early early early
Its late late late
I'm not with none of the things that they on
Stacking my bread put it aside trying to own
Remember living check to check with a bunch of loans
I had to swerve off of that road I paid a toll it took a toll
Now I'm walking beats down I damn near stroll
If it's up you know I'm there like what you on?
If it's BS you cannot find me like a moken troll
I need some Jesus and some glue to fix my broken soul
I need time
Can you give me a minute
I don't do second chances
I don't like handouts or gimmicks
Stayed true to myself
Kept this shit authentic
The whole world will be ours
In a matter of hours
If you give me some time now
Okay lets go I'm ready
Move on that BPT
If it starts one I pull up at three (oooo)
Cause it's my time
I use it wisely
And this my jam
It got me stepping like the Isley's
All bets on me I bet I beat the odds against me
Cause when you win and get the green
They green with lots of envy
Dreaming my pockets empty
Tryna drain my energy
I don't do negative anything
I got unlimited energy
Spotlight (oh)
Camera lights (oh)
Lighters up
Got a grip on a grip can't lighten up
No campfire I was lighting a wood
It's friday get fried day
And everything right in the hood
It's friday everything fine
I'm taking my time
Got Sade playing in the background
Artwork hanging in the back drop
Got some plays for the bread on my laptop
Big worms in my head
Don't play bout my bread
You don't really want me to bring the trap out
Big weight when I move like I'm maxxed out
I ain't heard about nothing if you ask bout
I'm taking my time
I'm not with none of the things that they on
Stacking my bread put it aside trying to own
Remember living check to check with a bunch of loans
I had to swerve off of that road I paid a toll it took a toll
Now I'm walking beats down I damn near stroll
If it's up you know I'm there like what you on?
If it's BS you cannot find me like a moken troll
I need some Jesus and some glue to fix my broken soul
I need time
Can you give me a minute
I don't do second chances
I don't like handouts or gimmicks
Stayed true to myself
Kept this shit authentic
The whole world will be ours
In a matter of hours
If you give me some time now
Okay I need some patience
Okay some time and space
Booked us a relocation
I know you think I'm different
Don't come at me the same
You can read what I'm saying
By the look on my face
Don't mind me I'm vibing regardless
I coach I teach I'm a passionate artist
Perfecting my craft in my bag I been balling
Plus now I'm a father I gotta go harder
Don't know what you heard but mines is the hardest
A flick of the wrist like Mahomes out the pocket
Don't get me started I get out of pocket
Get out of my mental been out of my body
Get instrumentals I gotta demolish
You checking for beef then don't check in with me
When it comes to this rapping I got a few bodies
Don't check my receipts unless you got a deposit
Stunt with my brothers like Otto Rocket
Got a rocket like otto been dying to launch it
Got some new heat I been dying to launch it
Woaah
Just give me some time to slow up
Can't get a rise out me
I just vibe to beats
I givem the blues givem the blues
Anytime I show up
Showed up in time indeed
Shout out to Justin B
Adjusting time like chronos
Ima bake a beat
Just tryna rise my dough up
I been rising sweet
Perfect time indeed
Perfect time indeed
Sideshow TYL
Credits
Writer(s): Taryn Thompson
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