What we have if it ain't time
But I don't really care about it if it ain't mine
Niggas ain't doing shit but sit and whine
I think i'm getting used to talk about it overtime
People always waiting for things they want to align
Until they see the reality and then resign
Money, money, money is not on my mind
I'm pushing bars like a nigga on a incline
Locked up in it since i'm convinced
Getting my name on the prints
Of a magazine like Time
Got a feeling this in a sense
Gonna get fame to a prince
Or about to be my climb, yeah
Not only getting used to this
But i'm pretty sure i'm used to this
Last night I made a dream
Where I've seen myself on the tv screen
Somewhere called Sixteen
And it must be like that 'cause a nigga so cold
Self made in the pain in it from the low
I guess I understand where it started years ago
Now overtime killing shit twice in a row
And it must be like that 'cause a nigga so cold
Self made in the pain in it from the low
I guess I understand where it started years ago
Now overtime killing shit twice in a row
Where this is going success and glory
They gotta be the income
But this ain't where the passion and progress came from
Real shit if you're about it you will get it done
Probably in a race and I'll be the number one
Made a bad choice in my past lifetime
Duffel bag for the boy in it no safe line
Next flight in the case Off-White
Pray the lord I keep doing my thing and it's alright
And it must be like that 'cause a nigga so cold
Self made in the pain in it from the low
I guess I understand where it started years ago
Now overtime killing shit twice in a row
And it must be like that 'cause a nigga so cold
Self made in the pain in it from the low
I guess I understand where it started years ago
Now overtime killing shit twice in a row
Devil on my left
God on my right
In five years will I be the best yeah I might
Never with the rest
Always in the night
Until then I will see you in the sunlight