My Time - Young Thug

I do it on my time, you gone have to wait for me

I do not Roc crew (?) from me

Tasers on my feet, them bitches got rabies

I do (?) blow (?)

Get in, get gone, get in, get gone

Get in, get gone, get in, get gone

I do it on my time, you gone have to wait for me

I do not Roc crew (?) from me

In the pants full of bands, Polo v-neck

Swimmin' in the money so long, I think I’m seasick

And my crew victorious, no secrets

And I bet that I’ll pass like the teacher’s pet

But if I don’t pass like the teacher’s wreck

It goes down like I’m in Yung Joc’s town

And I hear them lil niggas tryna steal Thug’s sound

But I’m still the best, do it, pass my crown

Yeah, and I’ve been the best for four years, like Obama

And you know process is greater than a promise, bitch

Well come here Franklin, let me talk to ya

Listen, no homo though

But you know I love you baby

You know I love you baby

You know I love you baby

I love you baby, I love you baby

Don’t talk it personal, I never heard of you

You say he servin' you, he say he skirted you

He say he seen you wear that New York Knicks jersey blue

He say you wanted 50 but layin' with you was a copy too

What up (?) you

There ain’t no stoppin' you

You turnt nobody in, yet they might be droppin' you

Tryna turn in one my members and they might be moppin' you

You know I’m blood bitch, I don’t be with that rockin' blue

Yeah, and I’ve been the best for four years, like Obama

And you know process is greater than a promise, bitch

Well come here Franklin, let me talk to ya

Listen, no homo though

I do it on my time, you gone have to wait for me

I do not (?) from me

Tasers on my feet, them bitches got rabies

I do (?) blow (?)

Get in, get gone, get in, get gone

Get in, get gone, get in, get gone

I do it on my time, you gone have to wait for me

I do not (?) from me

But you know I love you baby

You know I love you baby

You know I love you baby

I love you baby, I love you baby

Rock the beat, rock the beat

Rock free, rocker free

Chef Boyardee, Chef Boyardee

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Haaaa, OG

Got my OG in the buildin'

We roll lackin'

We no longer mackin', we (?)

Ohhhh

But you know I love you baby

You know I love you baby

You know I love you baby

I love you baby, I love you baby