[Lyfe Jennings & (Rick Ross)]
It´s my time (Rick Ross)
It´s my time (Finna lay back on this shit man)
(Dade County dope boy)

[Rick Ross]
I´m not a slim thug, I´m a fat mack
I don´t give a fuck, I´ll push ya hat back
Still sellin´ dubs, nigga, that´s fact
You can hit me on the cell pimp, that´s that
I had to pawn my chain and grab a half ounce
Ten years later time for me to cash out
You dealin´ with a dope dealin´ dictator
Fuck traffickin´ nigga, I get this shit catered
See the clip tailored, only the Coogi shit
I fucks with 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´ shit

Who ever thought that I´d make it rich?
The bottom of a barrel, with a bucket of Crys´
I´m tellin´ you man, life a funny thing
You ain´t a dope boy ´til yo ass got a gun and chain

[Lyfe Jennings]
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

[Rick Ross]
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, fuck the cops I´m eluding
Ain´t hearin´ the sirens, but I´m seeing the sirens
Ain´t seein´ the sirens, why am I being so violent?
That´s in the nature of being a nigga
Bein´ beat down, then able to get up
Bein´ let down, then able to sit up
Be the false charge, a nigga 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

[Lyfe Jennings]
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

[Rick Ross]
Other niggas 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
Ever wonder dog, long as I been goin´ off? (Ross!)
I left it in Gods hands
Block told me once, "Ross, this is God´s plan"
I´m like "Aw, 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 niggas
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 blunts
Eight-hundred an ounce, while you runnin´ ya mouth
I´m loadin´ the guns, who runnin´ the South?
I´m on ya porch, knockin´ at ya front door
I got my money right nigga, and I want war

[Lyfe Jennings]
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 (Yeah... yeah... yeaaah)
It´s my time (There´ll be no stopping me!)
(There´ll be no stopping me now)