Rick Ross - It~s My Time
(feat. Lyfe Jennings)
[intro: Lyfe Jennings (rick Ross Talking)]
It`s My Time (rick Ross)
It`s My Time (finna` Lay Back On This Shit Man)
(dade County Dope Boy)
[verse 1:]
I`m Not A Slim Thug, I`m A Fat Mack
I Don`t Give A Fuck, I`ll Push Ya Hat Back
Still Sellin Dubs, Nigga, 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 Wit A Dope Dealin Dictator
Fuck Trafficking Nigga, I Get This Shit Catered
See The Clip Tailored, Only The Coogi Shit
I Fucks Wit 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 Shit
Who Ever Thought That I`d Make It Rich?
The Bottom Of The Barrel, With A Bucket Of Crys`
I`m Tellin You Man... Life A Funny Thing
You Ain`t A Dope By `til Yo Ass Got A Gun And Chain
[chorus: Lyfe Jennings (ad-libbing)]
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:]
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, Fuck The Cops I`m Eluding
Ain`t Hearin The Sirens, But I`m Seeing The Sirens
Ain`t Seeing The Sirens, Why Am I Being So Violent?
Thats In The Nature Of Being A Nigga
Being Beat Down, Then Able To Get Up
Being Let Down, Then Able To Sit Up
Be The False Charge, A Nigga Acquit It
I Ain`t Hating 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 Working For The State Like You They Laywers
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...
[chorus: Lyfe Jennings (ad-libbing)]
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:]
Other Niggaz Sleep, I`m On My Job
Soon As Cats Get `laxed, I`m Going Hard
Thats The Rules Of The Game For The Underdog
Every Wonder Dog, Long As I Been Going 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 Working With All The Real Niggaz
I Look Forward To Looking Back On Drug Dealing
I Look Forward To Making My Momma Smile Once
Look Forward, Just Know I`m Smoking Them Loud Blunts
Eight-hundred An Ounce, While You Running Ya Mouth
I`m Loading The Guns... Who Running The South?
I`m On Ya Porch, Knocking At Ya Front Door
I Got My Money Right Nigga, And I Want War
[chorus: Lyfe Jennings (ad-libbing)]
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)
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