My Time Lyrics

You can't tell me nothing I done been through the struggle

Came from the muscle it's all up in my blood full of hustle

You can check the stats never fumble

Rumble I rumble I'm built for this no tumble no crumble

I doubled up my stacks I'm tryna get it man

Joe was whipping we was like 8 deep up in that minivan

I don't think y'all niggas really get it man

Living lavish double c my feet I'm feeling ignorant

It ain't bout that money what you talking bout

I set a price if you ain't bout it bout it then I'm walking out

My taste is real expensive I like designer bitches

My prime is never ending my time is just beginning

Who next yea my time

Young nigga I ain't even hit my prime

Top two not top five

You ain't talking money why you hit my line

Niggas hatin on me watch me pull up suicide

I can never settle I'm just tryna do it right

On another level this ain't come just overnight

She want another round we going twelve it ain't no ties

Blessed and nothing less

Success obsessed I smoke the stress

I ain't even lying when I say I smoke the best

It's Dior that she adore it's at her door my bitch the best

Chanel step my sneaks I'm talking drip this to impress

Pockets super full these jeans Amiri ain't no guess

I know I'm the one so won't settle for nothing less

I'm built what you expect

I say it with my chest

Who next yeah my time

Young nigga I ain't even hit my prime

Top two not top five

You ain't talking money why you hit my line

Niggas hating on me watch me pull up suicide

I can never settle I'm just tryna do it right

On another level this ain't come just over night

She want another round we going twelve it ain't no ties

Had to cut some off they wasn't coming with me

I'm really that nigga y'all ain't fucking with me

Drip down to my socks this shit ain't nothing to me

Just cause she let me fuck don't mean you something to me

I think I done fell in love with Dior

I been getting richer off the sacks how can I see more

Know you ain't a shooter you was bitchin off the recoil

Ballin every season ain't no brakes no time to reload

Never been a hater or a snake they really demons

They start moving sneaky and they fake you got to leave em

Music got to feed em my fans I got to feed em

Thank God because I'm eating

Thank God because I'm eating

Ballin I'm balling like every season

Everything I do I got a reason

All they opinions they got to keep em

Who next yeah my time

Young nigga I ain't even hit my prime

Top two not top five you ain't talking money why you hit my line

Niggas hatin on me watch me pull up suicide

I can never settle I'm just tryna do it right

On another level this ain't come just over night

She want another round we going twelve it ain't no ties