It's My Time

It's my time, Rick Ross
 It's my time
 (Finna' lay back on this man)
 (Dade County dope boy)
 I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack
 I don't give a f, I'll push ya hat back
 Still sellin' dubs, n, that's fact
 You can hit me on the cell pimp, that's that
 I had to pawn my chain to grab a half ounce
 Ten years later, time for me to cash out
 You dealin' wit a dealin' dictator
 Traffickin', I get this s catered
 See the clip tailored, only the Coogi s
 I f wit Damon, I'm in the movies, kid
 My mom reminisce on the late nights
 When I used to reel 'em in with the straight white
 '96, seventeen with a lil' Beamer
 First foreign car, far from a lil' dreamer
 Daddy severed his relationships
 I think momma quit him 'cause he wasn't makin' s
 Who ever thought that I'd make it rich?
 The bottom of the barrel with a bucket of Crys'
 I'm tellin' you, man, life a funny thing
 You ain't a dope boy 'til yo got a and chain
 It's my time
 (It's my time, yeah, oh)
 It's my time
 (I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna shine)
 It's my time
 Ain't rappin', I'm talkin', ain't talkin', I'm scrappin'
 Ain't scrappin', I'm shootin', they just askin' what happened
 Ain't shoot, then I'm shot, ain't shot, then I'm shootin'
 I ain't caught by the cops, the cops, I'm eludin'
 Ain't hearin' the sirens, but I'm seein' the sirens
 Ain't seein' the sirens, why am I bein' so violent?
 That's in the nature of being a n
 Bein' beat down, then able to get up
 Bein' let down, then able to sit up
 Be the false charge, a n acquit it
 I ain't hatin' on ya, dog, I pray for ya
 Be safe, I heard they got a case for ya
 Be straight, stay away from them fake lawyers
 You'll be workin' for the State like you they lawyer
 Stay loyal, your time will come
 For you to be free and shine like the sun
 I'm so blessed to be in this position
 Holdin' on my 45 listenin' to every whisper
 I'm so blessed to be in this position
 Holdin' on my 45 listenin' to every whisper
 It's my time
 (It's my time, yeah)
 It's my time
 (I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna shine)
 It's my time
 Other n sleep, I'm on my job
 Soon as cats get 'laxed, I'm goin' hard
 That's the rules of the game for the underdog
 Every wonder dog, long as I been going off
 I left it in God's hands
 Block told me once, "Ross, this is God's plan"
 I'm like "Aaw, man"
 A man run a label like 'Amen'
 Sign a Ray Charles, I could see it all
 A lot of undercover agents wanna see me fall
 See me fell in the hell of shells
 Expired, no liar, I live the tale
 I look forward to workin' with all the real n
 I look forward to lookin' back on drug dealin'
 I look forward to makin' my momma smile once
 Look forward, just know I'm smokin' them loud
 Eight hundred an ounce while you runnin' ya mouth
 I'm loadin' the guns, who runnin' the South?
 I'm on your porch, knockin' at your front door
 I got my money right and I want war
 It's my time
 (It's my time, yeah)
 It's my time
 (I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna shine)
 It's my time
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 It's my time, ain't be no stoppin' me
 There'll be no stoppin' me now