Intro: (Young Prince) Uh, It's YP, what's good Eddy B & Tim G, wa**up? (Eddy B) What's good YP? (Tim Gunter) What up YP? (Young Prince) We got that NC collab for y'all (Eddy B) From DC to NC, yezzir! Hook: (Young Prince) Time will only tell if we the next to blow That's why their hands in the air, every city, every show (Eddy B) The next big thing, yeah we know this But Time Will Only Tell if we blow, or blow this (Young Prince) Time will only tell if we the next to blow That's why their hands in the air, every city, every show (Eddy B) The next big thing, yeah we know this But Time Will Only Tell if we blow, or blow this Verse 1 (Young Prince): Spittin like my idols, lyrics so vital You a page in the book, homeboy, I wrote the title That means I wrote you in like a script So you should play your part Flow make it flood, you need a boat like Noah's Ark Them fierce days, I used to quake the stage I had some circle lenses, Nikes and some smooth braids Girls followed me like I was leading a parade but Mind you before all this Twitter sh** was made I follow few because in life I lead Never eating other's plates cause I ain't with the greed Take my songs to get scratched by my man Reid Look to myself,CK or Timmy G for a beat, now let me breathe It's the leader of the new school, Dope House, Pro Tools Super Team, Big moves, flow so gorilla clue Alicia Silverstone, I don't have a clue It's nothing new! Hook Verse 2 (Eddy B) Now ever since I was a kid These n***as been constantly hatin' my shot at fame And the n***as gone stroke it like masturbatin' They hate but they see my greatness But flowin they so reticent Permission, success's doors is open But there's no admission For n***as that's never spittin' Flow colder than anemic, LGz the clique I rep I throw it up like I'm bulimic (uhhh) And my pockets being fed, their chances look anorexic It's slim, compared to them I'm the answer, without a question, meanin I'm makin statements, not russian But I'm a czar, climbing charts with every line Cause I'm spitting these monkey bars, admit it I got the sickness heads bobbin without at twist I'm ruthless like 7th heaven, just minus the little sis But the trappers only wanna hear the curse, words Fresh to d**h like a n***a ride in a hearse, word? So I'mma f** the drama baby mama's off the streets Cause I'm destined to blow like a woman with no teeth! Yezzir! Hook Time Will Only Tell if we the next to blow! Yeah We Know This! Time Will Only Tell if we the next to blow! Yeah We Know This! Time Will Only Tell if we the next to blow! Yeah We Know This! Time Will Only Tell if we the next to blow! Yeah We Know This!