Текст песни When My Time Comes - Demetrius

Touch my brotha, I'm riding
Mama I'm tired, but I'm holding on
Road long, but I'm hopeful
Me and my dawgs still going
Watching these other niggas float along
We don't envy them
I was raised by go getters
Pops lived in his whip
Then got it out the trunk
Bitch I know no limits
We don't do no gimmicks
No switch'
Hoe I was outside pitchin'
Yo team got no hittas
Y'all won't conditioned
Y'all forfeited in the forth inning
We ball different
And go for it on forth and inches
Get focused
That last nigga was driven
But he had no vision
When he crashed out
His boys ditch 'em
But this story won't go similar

Ain't enough time to contemplate
This shit ain't complicated
My nigga, it's eat or starve
Have seat with us or have a seat with God
You heard my pained and seen the scars
We been to wars
Niggas done came strapped
With 4-5's and 9's
We beat the odds
Then keyed the lock
Got P's in pods
So free the dawgs
Had to eat that lost
But never swallowed pride
Said I was out of line
I know that shit 'a cost me
When that times comes
Never came across
A fine I couldn't fund
When most of y'all indebted
Came through like collect calls
Rarely was accepted
Who the killa you gon' phone
To dead it
I live with my regrets
And never hid wreck
This ain't time to rest
But gave y'all time to flex
And really won't impressed
Kept saying he the best
Under his breath
Of course I had to check it
Of course I had to press it
357 on the dresser
I can't sleep
I'm stressin'
Thinking how finna get it
How did I deplete my blessings?
Walking away
From my old ways
But that could switch in any second
Can't get scared of where
I'm headed
Date was set
So I'm ready for em
They needed me to the tone
No grievances
I'll lift the load
What they see in me
I'll never know
Guess there's credence
In what can't be sold
What can't be stolen
Can't be rented
Thought we was pretending
But came to me with your hand extended
Wanting peace
Niggas know what's up with me
Saw he couldn't fuck with me
So now he was fuck with me
And trust me
We been here before
Ain't wanna let us in
So we kicked in the door
If you ain't get hit
You better hit the floor, bitch nigga
As above
As below
Sold ya name
Sold ya soul
Just to go be so 'n so
Then got ya shit withheld
Underrated
Underwhelmin
This time you should ask ya self
Outchea looking for a favor
Next time come ask for ya self, pussy
Who the hell you think you is to send for us
If it don't make dollas and cents
I can't make no sense of it
Outchea walking round like Mr big budget
It's always niggas with no pot to piss in trynna shit on us
Gon' head and make a bid
Fuck round and lose the crib on it
Feel like we done slid on ya
This shit feel
Dont it?
I'll die on that hill
For it
Those that don't got will for it
Won't do what I will for it
Shake shit up
And spill on ya
Some of mine
Still pourin
They loaded up
Caught him at dusk
Bet on his side they still mourning
Told y'all boys
It's still rolling
I told y'all boys
I'm still on it
You better put that steal on me

Shit

What more can I say?

They asked me
If I take the game serious
I take my name serious
A couple niggas
Wanna play with us
What you think you'll gain from this?
They'll have to
Put dirt on my grave
For them to put a stain on us
A nigga claiming he gon take from me
Gon always pay for it