Took My Time

Is this how you're moving Jackson

Let me tell you why I took my time (my time)
'Cah me, I had to make it right (I did)
When I lost bro, didn't wanna do music
I didn't wanna do this, I went and done rides (yo, fuck this)
I was in and out blocks with a spinner that's mine
I'm a sinner with .9s, you're beginners with bine (we do this)
We was doin' up tours, you was doin' online
You was stayin' indoors, we was lettin' it fly (grrt)

Why you think I was inconsistent?
Bro kept tellin' me, "Get in that booth" (ha)
But I didn't wanna go 'cah I'm busy on the road
I was puttin' in the work and the block's got proof (gang, gang)
In a day that's deuced but they pour up juice
And they still don't slide for their block, that's loose (haha)
What another excuse, for the bros? Spill juice
Yeah, I come a long way playin' duck, duck, goose (long way)

I was playin' 60, I was the hardest
Quick time, me, I played that, I wore the flick knife (I did)
Me, I never knew about guns, then I buss me a gun
And you know it had me feelin' all big time
Me, I done drills for the cause then thrills
Man know me, I'm comin' whatever the weather (whatever)
I'll rip through your sweater, a .9 or Beretta
Not tellin' a teller 'cah me, I know better (I do)

Now, look at their block, weird (weird)
We had 'em in shock, scared (scared)
Don't say that it's static, not makin' it clap
I know you was not there (know you weren't)
Bro is comin' in top tier (top)
And I heard that there's opps, where? (Where?)
But it's never too late, made a lucky escape, and you wanted the tape, here (ayy, my bad)



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Writer(s): Nito Nb
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