Showtime
It's show time young nigga got my own grind
Got it on me at all times can't let 'em take mine
He said he took something from me boy I know you lying
Run up talking crazy boy you out yo cotton picking mind
Wake up in the morning check my phone and then I say prayer
I don't like to start trouble but we can take it there
If this yo girl then why I got her in her underwear
I'm into facing bleezys by myself I don't wanna share
Swimming wit my gun on me I might have to shoot a fish
Gp ain't never going broke again boy that's ludicrous
Brodie in the trap but I keep it hella studious
Don't try me cuz I shoot the maximus out yo gluteus
Before you see me go broke you'll meet Peter Pan
Shoutout dukes that's the woman that made me a man
I ain't come to beat the cheeks that ain't part of the plan
I don't want something that you gon' give to the next man
Ion even trust myself I'm in the booth with a strap
Yea I heard yo lil song but I know it was cap
Since I spoke my first words boy I knew I could rap
I don't really like to fight but every beat i make slap
It's show time young nigga got my own grind
Got it on me at all times can't let 'em take mine
He said he took something from me boy I know you lying
Run up talking crazy boy you out yo cotton picking mind
Got it on me at all times can't let 'em take mine
He said he took something from me boy I know you lying
Run up talking crazy boy you out yo cotton picking mind
Wake up in the morning check my phone and then I say prayer
I don't like to start trouble but we can take it there
If this yo girl then why I got her in her underwear
I'm into facing bleezys by myself I don't wanna share
Swimming wit my gun on me I might have to shoot a fish
Gp ain't never going broke again boy that's ludicrous
Brodie in the trap but I keep it hella studious
Don't try me cuz I shoot the maximus out yo gluteus
Before you see me go broke you'll meet Peter Pan
Shoutout dukes that's the woman that made me a man
I ain't come to beat the cheeks that ain't part of the plan
I don't want something that you gon' give to the next man
Ion even trust myself I'm in the booth with a strap
Yea I heard yo lil song but I know it was cap
Since I spoke my first words boy I knew I could rap
I don't really like to fight but every beat i make slap
It's show time young nigga got my own grind
Got it on me at all times can't let 'em take mine
He said he took something from me boy I know you lying
Run up talking crazy boy you out yo cotton picking mind
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Writer(s): Juan Broadnax
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