When My Time Comes ft. Session 600 Lyrics

West, west, west, west

Touch brotha

I'm riding

Mama I'm tired

But I'm holding on

Road long

But I'm hopeful

Me and my guys still going

Watching these other niggas float along

We don't envy them

I was raised by go getters

Pops lived in his whip

Then got it out the trunk

Bitch, I know no limits

We don't do no gimmicks

No switch'

Hoe I was outside pitchin'

Yo team got no hittas

Y'all won't conditioned

Y'all forfeited in the forth inning

We ball different

And go for it on forth and inches

Get focused

That last nigga was driven

But he had no vision

When he crashed out

His boys ditch 'em

But this story won't go similar

Ain't enough time to contemplate

This shit ain't complicated

My nigga

It's eat or starve

Have seat with us

Or have a seat with God

You heard my pained

And seen the scars

We been to war

Niggas done came strapped

With 4-5's and 9's

We beat the odds

Then keyed the lock

Got P's in pods

So free the dawgs

Had to eat that lost

But never swallowed pride

Said I was out of line

I know that shit'll cost me

When that times comes

I never came across

A fine I couldn't fund

When most of y'all indebted

Came through like collect calls

Rarely was accepted

Who the killa you gon' phone

To dead it

I live with my regrets

And never hid wreck

This ain't time to rest

But gave y'all time to flex

And really won't impressed

Kept saying he the best

Under his breath

Of course I had to check it

Of course I had to press it

357 on the dresser

I can't sleep

I'm stressin'

Thinking how finna get it

How did I deplete my blessings?

Walking away

From my old ways

But that could switch in any second

Can't get scared of where

I'm headed

Date was set

So I'm ready for em

They needed me to the tone

No grievances

I'll lift the load

What they see in me

I'll never know

Guess there's credence

In what can't be sold

Can't be stolen

Can't be rented

Thought we was pretending

But came to me with your hand extended

Wanting peace

Niggas know what's up with me

Saw he couldn't fuck with me

So now he wanna fuck with me

Trust me

We been here before

Ain't wanna let us in

So we kicked in the door

If you ain't get hit

You better hit the floor

Bitch nigga

As above

So below

Sold ya name

Sold ya soul

Just to go be so n so

Then got ya shit withheld

Underrated

Underwhelmin

This time you should ask ya self

Outchea looking for a favor

Next time come ask for ya self, pussy

Who the hell

you think you is

To send for us

If it don't make dollas and cents

Then I can't make no sense of it

Outchea walking round

Like Mr big budget

It's always niggas

With no pot to piss in

Trynna shit on us

Gon' head and make a bid

Fuck round and lose the crib on it

Feel like we done slid on ya

This shit feel

Dont it?

I'll die on that hill for it

Y'all that don't got will for it

Won't do what I will for it

Shake shit up

And spill on ya

Some of mine istill pourin

They loaded up

Caught him at dusk

Bet on his side they still mourning

Told y'all boys

It's still rolling

I told y'all boys

I'm still on it

You better put that steal on me

What more can I say?

They asked me

If I take the game serious

I take my name serious

A couple niggas

Wanna play with us

What you think you'll gain from this?

They'll have to

Put dirt on my grave

For them to put a stain on us

A nigga claiming he gon take from me

Gon always pay for it