Fiel - My Time текст песни

Текст песни My Time - Fiel



We all clapping like we high five'n
Y'all like the Reggie we do not buy it
This a high tide
In the high rises its a high vibrance
I can see the paper in my eyes
I can see the lane clear it's my time
(Aye)
I remember it was bad for a minute (It was bad)
For a minute wasn't having no ticket nah (Nah)
They had went and broke bad on a nigga (When you broke bad)
I mean where y'all was at when it was different (Where ya ass was at)
Had to push out the bag and get it bigger (Push out the bag)
I'm just doubling back to get the big one (Yeah)
Now I'm back the bag like St. Nicholas (Unh)
And the ones that was here we getting busy yeah (Yeah)
Half my niggas in the ceme some got locked in the feds
Feeling like I broke my neck
Every year its getting hard for me to hold my head up (Shit crazy)
A nigga couldn't even get a heads up (Get ahead)
That's why I can't stop I wont let up (Nah)
Told my shawtys everything'll get better
Fuck wit mine get fanned up (Yeah)
Like indoor skydiving
We all clapping like we high five'n (High five)
They ball cap'n they are not righteous (Not righteous)
Y'all like the Reggie we do not buy it
On a big wave this a high tide yea (Its a high tide)
I'm fucking baddies in the high rises
We on a different plane this a high vibrance (Plain its a high vibe)
I can see the paper in my eyes
Yea I can see the lane clear it's my time
I ain't have it I was looking for a way to go and get it
Calling audibles like Madden switching plays on these niggas
They was adios I ain't see no faces for a minute
Out of site out of mind who are you I don't remember
Out of spite they was trying to see me lose imma winner
I was running out of time saw my daughters getting bigger
Momma crying it was building up the hunger in a nigga
Shots fired they was tryna put a slug in nigga
Brother thought that it was done for a minute
I had caught a trolly horse trynna running from the pistol (Hey)
That nigga missed
I know I'm blessed and I cannot forget
They had pulled up on me and I had no stick nah
I had no blicka no wasn't my tic-toc
Like Gabby Douglas now my money flip flop
This just a pit stop might cop a wrist clock
I'm out of coolant now just checked the hood it's hot
We get into it with cops they trynna ruin the profit
They need a whole line of snitches and jury to stop it
Yeah they pursuing to stop it they overdoing it honestly they wanna
Severe the wings from a fly guy
So imma keep the weed low and ride high
D - Lo brown In da pound it take ya sky high (Yeah)
Try to take mine and you'll die trying
We all clapping like we high five'n (High five)
They ball cap'n they are not righteous (Not righteous)
Y'all like the Reggie we do not buy it
On a big wave this a high tide yea (Its a high tide)
I'm fucking baddies in the high rises
We on a different plane this a high vibrance (Plain its a high vibe)
I can see the paper in my eyes
Yea I can see the lane clear it's my time
We all clapping like we high five'n
Y'all like the Reggie we do not buy it
This a high tide yea
Baddies In the high rises
It's a high vibrance
I can see the paper in my eyes
I can see the lane clear it's my time



Авторы: Kenneth Livingston


Fiel - My Time
Альбом My Time
дата релиза
21-03-2020




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