[Verse 1]
My Time, n***a its my time
People saying gallest should be on the primetime
So im finna go, f** up their minds, like fine wine
Yeah muhhfukkas got paper to fine dine
With a fine young dime
That's keeping me all chimed
Get it?
The bells shined, she Treating the dong Kind
Matter fact, she keeping the wrong kind
Bunch of n***as that be rapping and sweeter than fondant
At 22 be better than 21
sh** got realer, work got harder still im having all this fun
So i call it my Run, f** that i call it my time
One of the few n***as that can truly call it my rhymes
Cause most rappers, commissioning ghost writers
So the most fire you hear is basically the most liars
Just speeding up when most of these dudes tire
Don't give a f**, im making my circle tighter
Taking my moods higher, turning my blues WHITER!
Stay in my lane? im making that road wider
My n***as they all respect me, exes they all regret me
In the city where its a free for all they won't neglect me, NO!
[Verse 2]
My time, i told y'all its my time
For them n***as out there hating i told y'all im gon' shine
For my business out here growing, we going legitimize
Soon enough you'll be seeing my enterprise
MY TIME, best believe its going down
When i got figures like bu, and jay, and brown, and rih, and ty around
You know where we gon go
You know that we gon grow
Like a hooker for this money, you know that we gon blow
Shorty hit me, she told me that she was pa**ing
Said she want me, i replied n said i hope that you int ga**ing
She told me gimme a time, i told her quarter pa** mine
When she got here Legs Just Opened Up Like quarter pa** nine
She a solid 15, yep quarter past dime
So i took my chance, n took that game straight into extra time
The night is young what the f** you wan do?
Don't go back there, he been treating you wrong Boo
Pushing you onto, flushing the wrong brew
Now you sipping, n you pissing and seeing the view
And it's my time to shine you running wit the wrong crew