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My Time Video (MV)




Performed By: TMG
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Travis Morris
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TMG - My Time Lyrics
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I swear to God, it's my time for real Took some losses and I did some drills
F*ck some bitches and I paid some bills I'ma f*ck shit up when I get that deal
Being dead broke, I don't like how I feel Got a couple niggas that'll kill for your will
High off the drugs, the Franks, the thrill Don't know love, only f*ck with the real
Haters stay mad, yeah, I push they buttons Stand ten toes, yeah, bitch, I'm buzzin
Blow ten bands, to me, that's much Like TMZ, yo, bitch, I'm f*ckin
Call me the lead, like I'm de-ruffin' Turn the swiss cheese no, I ain't bluffin
Came from the bottom, I came up from nothin' I know me a chef, he got work in the oven
You need that work, yeah, I know where it's at Type TMG, it's gon' pull up the trap
This grade A, you gon' bring double back With all that bread, she gon' make that ass clap
I'm breakin' the mold, I'm breakin' the lack I'm flyin' first class, they can't be where I'm at
I'm hittin' up Nick, he bringin' it back He Milly rockin' when he servin' the pack
In the league, I go pro Like Bron, I go low
Got dogs like Cujo They gon' go-go low
My blood, my bro bro Who fake? I don't know
They see my glow-glow Got white, that's snow snow
Got this bitch yellin' out ski-yee she Like a young boy straight down from the street
Gon' suck that dick, she gon' love that meat Straight Gucci down from my head to my feet
I'm gon' glow-glow-glow I'm, I'm gon' glow-glow-glow, yeah
Swear to God, it's my time for real Took some losses and I did some drills
F*ck some bitches and I paid some bills I'ma f*ck shit up when I get that deal
Being dead broke, I don't like how I feel Got a couple niggas that'll kill for your will
High off the drugs, the Franks, the thrill Don't know love, only f*ck with the real
Haters stay mad, yeah, I push they buttons Stand ten toes yeah bitch, I'm buzzin
Blow ten bands to me, that's nothin Like TMZ, yo bitch I'm f*ckin
Call me the lead, like I'm de-ruffin' Tryna swiss cheese, no I ain't bluffin
Came from the bottom, I came up from nothin' I know me a chef, he got work in the oven
Ooh, ooh, that work in the oven Ooh, ooh, that work in the oven
Ooh, ooh, that work in the oven Ooh, ooh, that work in the oven
Nah, nah, I ain't bluffin', yeah
Nah, nah, I ain't bluffin', yeah
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English

I swear to God, it's my time for real Took some losses and I did some drills
F*ck some bitches and I paid some bills I'ma f*ck shit up when I get that deal
Being dead broke, I don't like how I feel Got a couple niggas that'll kill for your will
High off the drugs, the Franks, the thrill Don't know love, only f*ck with the real
Haters stay mad, yeah, I push they buttons Stand ten toes, yeah, bitch, I'm buzzin
Blow ten bands, to me, that's much Like TMZ, yo, bitch, I'm f*ckin
Call me the lead, like I'm de-ruffin' Turn the swiss cheese no, I ain't bluffin
Came from the bottom, I came up from nothin' I know me a chef, he got work in the oven
You need that work, yeah, I know where it's at Type TMG, it's gon' pull up the trap
This grade A, you gon' bring double back With all that bread, she gon' make that ass clap
I'm breakin' the mold, I'm breakin' the lack I'm flyin' first class, they can't be where I'm at
I'm hittin' up Nick, he bringin' it back He Milly rockin' when he servin' the pack
In the league, I go pro Like Bron, I go low
Got dogs like Cujo They gon' go-go low
My blood, my bro bro Who fake? I don't know
They see my glow-glow Got white, that's snow snow
Got this bitch yellin' out ski-yee she Like a young boy straight down from the street
Gon' suck that dick, she gon' love that meat Straight Gucci down from my head to my feet
I'm gon' glow-glow-glow I'm, I'm gon' glow-glow-glow, yeah
Swear to God, it's my time for real Took some losses and I did some drills
F*ck some bitches and I paid some bills I'ma f*ck shit up when I get that deal
Being dead broke, I don't like how I feel Got a couple niggas that'll kill for your will
High off the drugs, the Franks, the thrill Don't know love, only f*ck with the real
Haters stay mad, yeah, I push they buttons Stand ten toes yeah bitch, I'm buzzin
Blow ten bands to me, that's nothin Like TMZ, yo bitch I'm f*ckin
Call me the lead, like I'm de-ruffin' Tryna swiss cheese, no I ain't bluffin
Came from the bottom, I came up from nothin' I know me a chef, he got work in the oven
Ooh, ooh, that work in the oven Ooh, ooh, that work in the oven
Ooh, ooh, that work in the oven Ooh, ooh, that work in the oven
Nah, nah, I ain't bluffin', yeah
Nah, nah, I ain't bluffin', yeah
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Writer: Travis Morris
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