My Time
Remember them days in the room just thinking bout life, how the fuck I'ma ever get rich
Wasn't tryna sit on my ass tryna make quick cash, wasn't out tryna be a broke bitch
Got my twin to the side we locked in, me and my bro like Lilo and Stitch
RMS locked in we too tight, you fuck with them you get touched up with sticks
Been too locked in I'm on this shit like crazy, damn I think that it's my time
Just tryna keep shit pushing, not chasing no hoe cause that shit just a waste of my time
Wish I was here with my pops, know that I miss you alot, so you know that for you, I'ma shine
We on the map now, these niggas
knowing my name and I'm not even touching my prime
I'm just tryna make shit twist, not chasing no bitch, I don't care if that hoe is a dime
Went off the grid for a couple of weeks, Niggas ask how I'm doing, I'm doing just fine
Bitch keep calling my phone not getting the message, I send her ass right to decline
Been on my man shit can't let shit get up to my head, got no time to be crying
Bitch I ain't dropping no tears
Won't let a nigga come get to my head, bet it isn't a man in this world that I fear
Going through rough shit, Nana I'm missing you crazy, I really wish that you was here
Ask my mama, I got this rap shit
stabbed through like it's a muthafuckin spear
All on my neck, bout wet as a bitch These diamonds just shining like they chandeliers
No I'm not tryna be cool, my circle real tight, I don't need any muthafuckin' peers
On my grind tryna go all in, I'ma keep going hard all muthafuckin year
Way I been on my shit,my time real close
That shit gotta be real near
No, I don't need any handouts, I'm blocking you niggas out, move like I'm already up
No, we don't sip no green, if I sip lean, then that's purple all up in the cup
Talking that hot shit, me and the men come through, lil bitch then you better duck
Look like a Jeep, but the hoe bout fast as a bitch, how the fuck I gap you in a truck?
Thinking shit sweet, you speak on my name too loud and I'm wishing you the best of luck
I'm just tryna get out the mix, been off of you niggas if I'm bout to keep it a buck
Got your bitch in the back, she giving me dome, yo bitch really know how to suck
Been on my hurt shit, learned my lessons, I done locked in so I don't give a fuck
Been too locked in I'm on this shit like crazy, damn I think that it's my time
Just tryna keep shit pushing, not chasing no hoe cause that shit just a waste of my time
Wish I was here with my pops, know that I miss you alot, so you know that for you, I'ma shine
We on the map now, these niggas
knowing my name and I'm not even touching my prime
I'm just tryna make shit twist, not chasing no bitch, I don't care if that hoe is a dime
Went off the grid for a couple of weeks, Niggas ask how I'm doing, I'm doing just fine
Bitch keep calling my phone not getting the message, I send her ass right to decline
Been on my man shit can't let shit get up to my head, got no time to be crying
I ain't got time to be crying
Naw, I ain't got time to be crying
Got my shit right, I got my neck froze, wrist froze, all of these motherfuckers diamonds
Ma, I promise you don't gotta go stress bout a motherfucker thing, I'll get you to the islands
Me and the men storm right through the trap
Got sticks in this hoe, like some motherfucking titans
Getting attention, got hoes in thr mentions, bitch I'm blowing up like some fucking Hawaiians
Naw I don't wanna go talk to these niggas but if these niggas bout it, I'm with all the violence
Real mob shit forever, we do this shit, ain't no reason to hide it
Been too locked in I'm on this shit like crazy, damn I think that it's my time
Just tryna keep shit pushing, not chasing no hoe cause that shit just a waste of my time
Wish I was here with my pops, know that I miss you alot, so you know that for you, I'ma shine
We on the map now, these niggas
knowing my name and I'm not even touching my prime
I'm just tryna make shit twist, not chasing no bitch, I don't care if that hoe is a dime
Went off the grid for a couple of weeks, Niggas ask how I'm doing, I'm doing just fine
Bitch keep calling my phone not getting the message, I send her ass right to decline
Been on my man shit can't let shit get up to my head, got no time to be crying
Wasn't tryna sit on my ass tryna make quick cash, wasn't out tryna be a broke bitch
Got my twin to the side we locked in, me and my bro like Lilo and Stitch
RMS locked in we too tight, you fuck with them you get touched up with sticks
Been too locked in I'm on this shit like crazy, damn I think that it's my time
Just tryna keep shit pushing, not chasing no hoe cause that shit just a waste of my time
Wish I was here with my pops, know that I miss you alot, so you know that for you, I'ma shine
We on the map now, these niggas
knowing my name and I'm not even touching my prime
I'm just tryna make shit twist, not chasing no bitch, I don't care if that hoe is a dime
Went off the grid for a couple of weeks, Niggas ask how I'm doing, I'm doing just fine
Bitch keep calling my phone not getting the message, I send her ass right to decline
Been on my man shit can't let shit get up to my head, got no time to be crying
Bitch I ain't dropping no tears
Won't let a nigga come get to my head, bet it isn't a man in this world that I fear
Going through rough shit, Nana I'm missing you crazy, I really wish that you was here
Ask my mama, I got this rap shit
stabbed through like it's a muthafuckin spear
All on my neck, bout wet as a bitch These diamonds just shining like they chandeliers
No I'm not tryna be cool, my circle real tight, I don't need any muthafuckin' peers
On my grind tryna go all in, I'ma keep going hard all muthafuckin year
Way I been on my shit,my time real close
That shit gotta be real near
No, I don't need any handouts, I'm blocking you niggas out, move like I'm already up
No, we don't sip no green, if I sip lean, then that's purple all up in the cup
Talking that hot shit, me and the men come through, lil bitch then you better duck
Look like a Jeep, but the hoe bout fast as a bitch, how the fuck I gap you in a truck?
Thinking shit sweet, you speak on my name too loud and I'm wishing you the best of luck
I'm just tryna get out the mix, been off of you niggas if I'm bout to keep it a buck
Got your bitch in the back, she giving me dome, yo bitch really know how to suck
Been on my hurt shit, learned my lessons, I done locked in so I don't give a fuck
Been too locked in I'm on this shit like crazy, damn I think that it's my time
Just tryna keep shit pushing, not chasing no hoe cause that shit just a waste of my time
Wish I was here with my pops, know that I miss you alot, so you know that for you, I'ma shine
We on the map now, these niggas
knowing my name and I'm not even touching my prime
I'm just tryna make shit twist, not chasing no bitch, I don't care if that hoe is a dime
Went off the grid for a couple of weeks, Niggas ask how I'm doing, I'm doing just fine
Bitch keep calling my phone not getting the message, I send her ass right to decline
Been on my man shit can't let shit get up to my head, got no time to be crying
I ain't got time to be crying
Naw, I ain't got time to be crying
Got my shit right, I got my neck froze, wrist froze, all of these motherfuckers diamonds
Ma, I promise you don't gotta go stress bout a motherfucker thing, I'll get you to the islands
Me and the men storm right through the trap
Got sticks in this hoe, like some motherfucking titans
Getting attention, got hoes in thr mentions, bitch I'm blowing up like some fucking Hawaiians
Naw I don't wanna go talk to these niggas but if these niggas bout it, I'm with all the violence
Real mob shit forever, we do this shit, ain't no reason to hide it
Been too locked in I'm on this shit like crazy, damn I think that it's my time
Just tryna keep shit pushing, not chasing no hoe cause that shit just a waste of my time
Wish I was here with my pops, know that I miss you alot, so you know that for you, I'ma shine
We on the map now, these niggas
knowing my name and I'm not even touching my prime
I'm just tryna make shit twist, not chasing no bitch, I don't care if that hoe is a dime
Went off the grid for a couple of weeks, Niggas ask how I'm doing, I'm doing just fine
Bitch keep calling my phone not getting the message, I send her ass right to decline
Been on my man shit can't let shit get up to my head, got no time to be crying
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Writer(s): Amari Cason
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