The Time

Its dedicated to cunts who said I wouldn't make shit

[Verse 1]

What I just take? Yeah my brain gone,

I'm in the club kinda obvious my shades on

This is how I make reality a fake dream,

Nothing can be as bad as it may seem

Lotta mates carry scars their the hoods marks

Treat my life like a joke, its a good laugh

In the city of the state that I don't know

3 A.M. still get stopped for them photos

Adaption is a fraction of my mind and its reaction

Satisfaction come from passion, what is lacking Scot is smashin'

The whole fucking scene, piss test unclean

Test twice just means get high trust me

Im the man to keep it real to the death

Thats why the scene hates me, cause they feeling the threat

Crush a pill with a card, mix it in with the coke

Snort the line, rock the show,

Thats the life, what you know

[Hook x2]

Its the life, its the mic

Its the time, this is mine

And I'm gonna rap this out and be the one to shine

Its the lights, its the night

Its the lines, its my mind

I'm living life so fast I don't know if I'm living right

[Verse 2]

I'm in space bitch, I'm in another world

You can get here you just gotta toke another swirl

The city lights, its so distant to me

I'm from the streets and I hear its a district to see

The South West, home of drive by's

Shot dead, high five

Come and visit here, you won't find us in our right mind

Got a big dream I'm missing the tunnel

Making sure I don't forget I got it inked in my knuckles

Its the life, stone cold

Might go buy myself some gold

Only time I've ever had it when I stole it, and it sold

Long gone, probly broke in your house once

Thats in the past so I'm keeping my mouth shut

Live gutter, fuckin oath didn't chose it

Where you think I'd be now if there wasn't music

Or better yet if I didn't have a fan base,

Your lucky that you noticed cause this could have been a damn waste

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]

I ain't home much, but when I am though

I lock myself in my room and try and lay low

Throw a beat, rip it up, smocking weed, sipping cups,

Everybody saying that I have to go and live it up

Give a fuck, bout a hater,

I'mma catch you later, mate I

Got a plane I gotta board I'm landing and I get the paper

Not fair right, well yeah try it

Compare rhymes, mine rare tight, I swear I'm the man I,

Won't quit, no not yet, I'm on a roll

Came so far in this game, got them rotten souls

And new kicks I move quick the tune is set when I do this, met with producers

Lot of them are clueless, NEBS got to do this

Now we in the studio, killing with round two its,

Definitely a classic when we killing the booth

Xanax, cough medicine, I'm spillin the truth

[Hook x2]

[Outro]

Yeah, so am I living right?

Feeling like a fucking miracle man

I come from nothing, no food, no money

To having big dinners

Every days like my birthday

Fuck, in another world here

When did this all happen?

Fucken oath I'm loving it though

ABK, I'm never stopping,

I'm not stopping now,

Theres no Rest For the Sickest

Fuck it I'm gonna go straight through

Yo keep that rollin'

Can you pass my paper bruzz?

Nah to the right,

Under that, yeah

Alright yo