The Runners - It's My Time lyrics

[Intro: Lyfe Jennings & (Rick Ross)] It's my time (Rick Ross) It's my time (Finna lay back on this sh** man) (Dade County dope boy) [Verse 1: Rick Ross] I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack I don't give a f**, I'll push ya hat back Still sellin' dubs, n***a, that's fact You can hit me on the cell pimp, that's that I had to pawn my chain and grab a half ounce Ten years later time for me to cash out You dealin' with a dope dealin' dictator f** traffickin' n***a, I get this sh** catered See the clip tailored, only the Coogi sh** I f**s with Damon, I'm in the movies kid My mom reminisce on the late nights When I used to reel 'em in with the straight white '96, Seventeen with a lil' Beamer First foreign car far from a lil' dreamer Daddy severed his relationships I think momma quit him cause he wasn't makin' sh** Who ever thought that I'd make it rich? The bottom of a barrel, with a bucket of Crys' I'm tellin' you man, life a funny thing You ain't a dope boy 'til yo a** got a gun and chain [Hook: Lyfe Jennings] It's my time (It's my time, yeah, oh) It's my time (I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna shine) It's my time [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Ain't rappin', I'm talkin', ain't talkin', I'm scrappin' Ain't scrappin', I'm shootin', they just askin' what happened Ain't shoot then I'm shot, ain't shot then I'm shootin' I ain't caught by the cops, f** the cops I'm eluding Ain't hearin' the sirens, but I'm seeing the sirens Ain't seein' the sirens, why am I being so violent? That's in the nature of being a n***a Bein' beat down, then able to get up Bein' let down, then able to sit up Be the false charge, a n***a acquit it I ain't hatin' on ya, dog I pray for ya Be safe, I heard they got a case for ya Be straight, stay away from them fake lawyers You'll be workin' for the state like you they lawyer Stay loyal, your time will come For you to be free and shine like the sun I'm so blessed, to be in this position Holdin' on my .45, listenin' to every whisper I'm so blessed, to be in this position Holdin' on my .45, listenin' to every whisper [Hook: Lyfe Jennings] It's my time (It's my time, yeah, oh) It's my time (I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna shine) It's my time [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Other n***as sleep, I'm on my job Soon as cats get 'laxed, I'm goin' hard That's the rules of the game for the underdog Ever wonder dog, long as I been goin' off? (Ross!) I left it in Gods hands Block told me once, "Ross, this is God's plan" I'm like "Aw, man", a man run a label like "Amen" Sign a Ray Charles, I could see it all A lot of undercover agents wanna see me fall See me fell, in the hell of shells Expired, no liar, I live the tale I look forward to workin' with all the real n***as I look forward to lookin' back on drug dealin' I look forward to makin' my momma smile once Look forward, just know I'm smokin' them loud blunts Eight-hundred an ounce, while you runnin' ya mouth I'm loadin' the guns, who runnin' the South? I'm on ya porch, knockin' at ya front door I got my money right n***a, and I want war [Hook: Lyfe Jennings] It's my time (It's my time, yeah, oh) It's my time (I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna shine) It's my time (Yeah... yeah... yeaaah) It's my time (There'll be no stopping me!) (There'll be no stopping me now)