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My Time
by Bishop Choler
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From the bottom to the top with it
A lot of y'all are the same but I'm a lot different
They trying to keep me out the game but I'm lock picking
I'm even taking what's not mine like I'm shopping lifting
Mind on my money money on my mind
24/7 You know I'm on my grind
Look at your watch you on my time
Parents always knew that their son was gon shine
Niggas let game change em but I'm tryna change the game
How you claim to be different but you doing the same
And how taking shots but you ain't got no aim
Niggas not even popping but think they got some fame
You don't have to ask you know I do shit for certain
Mind your business and don't worry bout how we working
Got it snapping at the right time call it picture perfect
And I will never sell my soul cause it isn't worth it
I'm down to get it my nigga is you with it
You can tell by my drive that I'm on the road to riches
I'm I'm tryna run up the digits they chasing after the bitches
Must be something wrong with em like they got some glitches
I'm out of this world like a space cadet
Got em wondering how I ain't make it yet
Kept it too real I ain't faking shit
But these niggas be all cap just like an angry text yes
From the bottom to the top with it
A lot of y'all are the same but I'm a lot different
They trying to keep me out the game but I'm lock picking
I'm even taking what's not mine like I'm shopping lifting
Mind on my money money on my mind
24/7 You know I'm on my grind
Look at your watch you on my time
Parents always knew that their son was gon shine
Born in the south so I started from the bottom
Still killing rappers fuck around and head shot em
Make all you lil niggas fall back like autumn
Its math class with Lil SpaZ who the fuck wanna problem
You can have the clout I just want the cash
And I call em Walter White cause these niggas breaking bad
High off this jet fuel and its giving me jet lag
And its members only so you don't get a pass
I don't fuck with the fake real niggas I salute
Getting to the bag I'm all about the loot
I don't got no reason to lie shorty I'm the truth
At the top coming with the facts like Snapple juice
How can you not tell that I'm the man yet
The way I got em buzzing off appeal like its percocets
Breaking down the trees man I'm feeling like a lumberjack
While these niggas all clown around it's like a circus act facts
From the bottom to the top with it
A lot of y'all are the same but I'm a lot different
They trying to keep me out the game but I'm lock picking
I'm even taking what's not mine like I'm shopping lifting
Mind on my money money on my mind
24/7 You know I'm on my grind
Look at your watch you on my time
Parents always knew that their son was gon shine
From the bottom to the top with it
A lot of y'all are the same but I'm a lot different
They trying to keep me out the game but I'm lock picking
I'm even taking what's not mine like I'm shopping lifting
Mind on my money money on my mind
24/7 You know I'm on my grind
Look at your watch you on my time
Parents always knew that their son was gon shine
Niggas let game change em but I'm tryna change the game
How you claim to be different but you doing the same
And how taking shots but you ain't got no aim
Niggas not even popping but think they got some fame
You don't have to ask you know I do shit for certain
Mind your business and don't worry bout how we working
Got it snapping at the right time call it picture perfect
And I will never sell my soul cause it isn't worth it
I'm down to get it my nigga is you with it
You can tell by my drive that I'm on the road to riches
I'm I'm tryna run up the digits they chasing after the bitches
Must be something wrong with em like they got some glitches
I'm out of this world like a space cadet
Got em wondering how I ain't make it yet
Kept it too real I ain't faking shit
But these niggas be all cap just like an angry text yes
From the bottom to the top with it
A lot of y'all are the same but I'm a lot different
They trying to keep me out the game but I'm lock picking
I'm even taking what's not mine like I'm shopping lifting
Mind on my money money on my mind
24/7 You know I'm on my grind
Look at your watch you on my time
Parents always knew that their son was gon shine
Born in the south so I started from the bottom
Still killing rappers fuck around and head shot em
Make all you lil niggas fall back like autumn
Its math class with Lil SpaZ who the fuck wanna problem
You can have the clout I just want the cash
And I call em Walter White cause these niggas breaking bad
High off this jet fuel and its giving me jet lag
And its members only so you don't get a pass
I don't fuck with the fake real niggas I salute
Getting to the bag I'm all about the loot
I don't got no reason to lie shorty I'm the truth
At the top coming with the facts like Snapple juice
How can you not tell that I'm the man yet
The way I got em buzzing off appeal like its percocets
Breaking down the trees man I'm feeling like a lumberjack
While these niggas all clown around it's like a circus act facts
From the bottom to the top with it
A lot of y'all are the same but I'm a lot different
They trying to keep me out the game but I'm lock picking
I'm even taking what's not mine like I'm shopping lifting
Mind on my money money on my mind
24/7 You know I'm on my grind
Look at your watch you on my time
Parents always knew that their son was gon shine
