I got next, it’s my time I got next, to get mine I got next, I’m on my grind I got next, I’m gonna shine I got next, it’s my time I got next, to get mine I got next And it don’t matter what they say We gon’ make it
This is for the little girls that say ,Nicki you pretty When you come to the city you don’t act all sadiddy You be all on the block or posted up in the drop And everybody get a band whether you like it or not But how you girls blow up and don’t come to the hood And how they raise their nose up like they don’t come from the hood Most of them be in sight till it’s time for picture That’s why everything they write be a contradiction I tell ‘em I do it for the love I do it for the hugs I do it for the bus , I do it for the thugs I do it for the rich I do it for the poor I do it for the kid that can’t do no more
I got next, it’s my time I got next, to get mine I got next, I’m on my grind I got next, I’m gonna shine I got next, it’s my time I got next, to get mine I got next And it don’t matter what they say We gon’ make it
This is for my lil homies that be asking for kisses When I’m granting their wishes they be passing their digits Carry up on the block getting screwed by the cop Cutting school getting off whether they like it or not They’ll break in your dough might break your jaw They’ll bring back a lot if you bring them an o But what you really ain’t know they airborne for start With the ball in the gutter they can’t turn no dodge No matter the scauldron lieutenant or sergent Aitforce the army airforce in army For tits is on em no heat is on em ‘Cause grand mama prayed that he’d leave the corner
I got next, it’s my time I got next, to get mine I got next, I’m on my grind I got next, I’m gonna shine I got next, it’s my time I got next, to get mine I got next And it don’t matter what they say We gon’ make it
I remember when I was everything in the fire I know I got fire 23′s on my tire Shout out to my brothers Jelani and Micaiah Thanks to the Messiah my money getting higher One time for my niggas that be hugging the block Two times for my niggas that be ducking the cop Three times for my girls that pushing their own ride Still she ain’t no ride ’cause bitches they don’t like Sometimes you get mad when I blaze the gun I see you without a man might erased your sun But look when you blow up everybody gon’ shut up This goes out to everybody on the coma
I got next, it’s my time I got next, to get mine I got next, I’m on my grind I got next, I’m gonna shine I got next, it’s my time I got next, to get mine I got next And it don’t matter what they say We gon’ make itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
