Fabolous Feat. Jeremih - It's My Time | Текст песни

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• Fabolous Feat. Jeremih
• It's My Time

Yea
Go hard, today
The past is the past you know
Can’t worry the past cause that yes-sterday
It’s a new day bro
Ima put it on tonight cause it’s my time
My day, gotta do it now
Hey hey hey heey
I gotta stay on my grind cause it’s my time
My time, my time
If your with me let me hear you say, come on
Ma ma, ma ma,
If your with me let me hear you say
Ma ma, ma ma,
It’s my time

Guess what time it is, my my my time
You can check your I phone, better say it’s our time
I don’t even need a watch, I don’t even see a clock
Soon as a I walk in, it feel like me o’clock
Give me a clock, Every time I check
Singers don’t measure up, and try and blame the Pyrex
Damn, ima do it bigger than a 5-ex
Can’t ride with an L, so I don’t drive lex
Games so bickery, so full of trickery
Nursery, rhyming, hickory, dickory
Blowing that side, the hood call it pickory,
Biggie, puffy, busta victory

Go hard, today
Can’t worry the past, cause that yes-sterday
Ima put it on tonight cause it’s my time
Hey hey hey heey
I gotta stay on my grind cause it’s my time,
My time, my time
If your with me let me hear you say, come on
Ma ma, ma ma,
If your with me let me hear you say
Ma ma, ma ma,
It’s my time

My time is more like fly time
Don’t call to get dressed, call it in a sky time
If you aint a pilot, you probly couldn’t style it
Unless you was a stewardess, you wonder what to do with this
First I take the time out, then I put the time in
Money aint everything, it’s more about the timing
So I got the water mark, Flawless diamonds
In other words that’s called perfect timing
I feel like a favour, I feel like a savour
They clock in my neck, I feel like im flavour
I go so hard, glow so god
Dance, scream

Oh now I know mine, it’s been a few years
Know ive seen bout time
You know ive got committed with the system up in the zone
Sign the dotted liiiine
Now is on, so ya’ll better check your wrist piece
Why? Cause its time to make history
Just hop in here, bullets history
Howda, howda, howda hell you gonna evict me?
You know im here stay, never cocky now
With bottles we poppin now, no telling where we stopping now
And I represent the chick a g o
On the track with F A B O
You know we