My Time

[Intro]

Got money on my mind, no time for nonsense

I'm gettin mine, 'bout to shine around here

Lights in the bezel, price up a level

Twenties on the feet, catch him in the street

Twenties on the Hemi, nigga made his quota

Nigga still (Shady), even though we over

That don't stop my dollars from rollin over the mower

I'ma put that product out until my casket below us

Obie never slow up, gettin it sho' 'nuff

I'ma be a problem 'til the world freezes over

Pistol in this holster, shootin like the Pistons

Bitches on his dick cause they know he about his business

Beatin up the block is somethin very expensive

Ice in his watch, haters payin attention

Trice in the cockpit navigatin the engine

Aviators watchin for haters tryin to stick him

Get money 'til the day I'm a victim

'Til I lay beneath the clay all stiff then

But for now I'ma get my rich in

Double that dollar - flippin

[Chorus]

Got money on my mind, no time for nonsense

I'm gettin mine, 'bout to shine around here

Lights in the bezel, price up a level

Twenties on the feet, catch him in the street

Bet a nigga like me never catch him on the beat

Get that bet twice, I'ma catch him with the heat

Money on my mind, homie on the grind

Been away a minute but it's my time

Jumpin out of cars, in and out of broads

Spendin, we ain't penny addin, we be gettin ours

Show you how to floss, show you buy the bars

Y'all all talk, we notice y'all flaws

Y'all in-laws, we married to the game

Y'all just the mayne, next to the mayne

I been spendin change since the dope game

Then he made a name for himself after cocaine

Call him Kwame Kilpatrick, you could try to catch him

Dope I got access, no text messagin

Trice is an asset

Niggaz in the trap know his past say he know where the cash at

Louie on his toes, dubs on the vehicle

BME, I see it though

I'ma need it my nigga then repeat it though

D-boy in that two-seater, let's go!

[Chorus]

In and out of jets, him is but a vet

Been around the world, him ain't finished yet

And I don't need London to bloke or be stuntin

I poke out like a bunion in any country I run in

With any culture the code is his ulcer[?]

Thug co-exist in the hood to Nova Scotia

Fists full of dollars, lipstick

on a nigga's collar courtesy of your missus

You don't wanna miss this, misfit

Mr. Michigan, gettin this, richness, in

I'm a better me, tell me who 'head of he?

I'm somethin like veteran usin letters over melodies

Trice is still in it

Real name, no gimmick, never fold cause of business

(Business) Bitches (bitches)

I'ma get it fo' X over, nigga you be the witness

[Chorus]