My Time Lyrics

Real nigga from the dirt, they ain't gon' put me in no hearse

And I swear I been going so hard but they only seeing that I'm turnt

Put my pain aside to get to it, put my feelings in the verse

And they crossed me so many times, I can't say that shit ain't hurt

And I been cashing out, going in, put me in that cullinan

I done ran up 300k, fuck they saying I'ma do it again

Turn this shit up for real this time like I ain't never fucking win

Studio sess me mac and cous I swear we locked in

Pull up in that off white, touch my neck get frostbite

I knew it got real, I hit cous and touched that fucking mic

I wanted to be like Pops, never wanted to be like Mike

And I left the find some peace, now they saying that shit ain't even right

I'm done wasting time, and I put that on my mom

I ain't reached my prime, but I swear it's my time

Fuck her if she leave me shit real, I know bitches ran through

Keep myself ahead of time, and I swear it won't bother you

Nobody made it out, so they say Spade is all on you

They see me moving different now, and I ain't even comfortable

Can't let them even get close to you, feed my team like bosses do

Fuck who in the way I'm getting back to what I love to do

I'm done wasting time, and I put that on my mom

I ain't reached my prime, but I swear it's my time

I done changed my flow like 150 times

Yeah, like 150, but now I'm back in full effect

I got right now, ain't no next, only white McQueens or Louis V

So watch how a nigga step, this ain't no luck

Man my mama always tell me that I'm blessed

And I'm thinking a hundred mil, fuck I look like grabbing a tech

Paper plates two different whips, behind the tent I stack my chips

I want a deal, not a bitch, stay down no matter what

I'ma always pass the assist, waiting for moments like this

To show you that my shit legit, knock them down, they in the way

Can't leave, I'm here to stay, live my dream, I'm not afraid

Industry shit, I'm on the way, stay down and loyal to me

I know I can leave today, yeah, I smile through all the pain

But believe me, bitch, I'm straight, can't fit my shoes

Euro size im 45, sacrifice college dreams

Just to say a couple rhymes, I'm in the booth designer on me

Like, this my nine to five, and I ain't reach my prime

But I swear it's my time

Yeah, yeah, uh

But I swear it's my time, yeah

I swear it's my time

I swear it's my time