My Time

(What time is it?) (Honestly my future looking promising) My time is now (What time is it?) (Honestly my future looking promising) (I am) Black (Who is it?) Dave I'll coach you, niggas see you through them bifocals You could say they hold you, but they don't really know you Took my team with me, now we going bi-postal Out in Paris fucking the baddest, you can't imagine When I'm rapping so smooth like silk, you so satin Getting fly every week like fuck fashion With one passion, that's to make it to the top That's until my heart stop, and the fucking beat drop You can only peep, but you can't tweak the technique I'm intelligent, yes, I'm a New York resident It's evident smoking on this sweet like it's my medicine I'm telling her, ain't no catching her, my niggas wrecking shit Bomb shit, you could say my niggas Vietnam shit A lot of hot shit when I vomit, no conscience My future looking so amazing History in the making My time is now (Honestly my future looking promising) They say life is what you make it Coming up from the basement (courtesy of NYC) My time is now (What time is it?) (Honestly my future looking promising) Watching CJ Electronica shock them all Been fly with so much in store, stay out of the shopping mall Me against the world, I'm grounded on my feet, my soul strong Versus what you rotate, that's weak And verses I wrote, eight this week Days passing by, Earth going 'round to me All I ask is where the ashes be Then pass the tree to one like one, two, three Life is what you make it, get the batter and the baking grease Look who made this like it was baked in crisp Bars like they locked me up and threw away the key Got such a rotten mouth I might offend the king All I talk about is life and my life ain't so sweet They left the game in rumbles and I came to sweep Laid the dude like a [?] cause my lines [?] From the school of hard-knocks and I ain't enlist My future looking so amazing History in the making My time is now (Honestly my future looking promising) They say life is what you make it Coming up from the basement (courtesy of NYC) My time is now (What time is it?) (Honestly my future looking promising) I hope you get to see this light before the shadow conquer I hope sometimes you understand you gotta battle longer Cause if you feeling like you sinking, over think and wonder And believe you in it deeper, that's just shallow water I hope I get to see you graduate I hope your life can be as nice as what the families play On television, but we know they just elaborate All these life conditions, please forgive me before I pass away So how we make it this far? How much longer do we fly? How many times can I fall until my legs don't wanna rise? Until my body straight collapse or my toes blister up? You was missing all the time, why would I envision trust? I be lying if I just deny that I imprisoned us I was lying both of that, but you were wilding in the cut Yo, I rip the Xannies down the spirals of my guts I was tripping thinking my survival leases up I'm prescripted, this is just a picture I was tryna sign My remission was quicker the times I swallow pride Yeah, so don't judge me, shit was ugly Not like you was thinking of me