Take My Time

I'm gon' take my time

Already living too fast, I don't need to speed up

At the rate I'm traveling now, I'ma end up with Jesus

I think I'm losing my mind

It's an everyday struggle for me, to try to maintain

I just the want the money, motherfuck the fame

Bitch what you mean, you ain't calling me no mo'

I thought I already got rid of your ass, a week ago

When you did what you did, from that moment I didn't care

That's why I was like, I don't want no company stay over there

You prolly think cause you got the pussy, you rule me

Up under that pussy you ain't nothing but another no good niggga bitch, you can't fool me

Too many years, I done paid the price

You must be smoking, if you think I'ma make you my wife

Even though I'm a rapper, feel like I'm still on the block

Everyday I damn near shoot somebody, everyday I damn near get shot

Dealing with fake ass bitches, and fake ass niggaz

You know the ones, that wanna make my cash they cash nigga

I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about me

Even though I know your life is meaningless, without me

You can choke on a meaty dick, with my cum coming from it

My love is for who I see in the mirror, bitch I promise

Look I'm six million sold, with ten million ring tones

You wanna live like me, well first we gotta switch homes

Cause I keep bread like Michael Vick, way before the dogs

Me and Ro, blowing purple haze clouds huh

I won't stop, until I get that Grammy on my shelf

Why should I pay you, when I can do it by myself

The block like the way I put it down for the streets

I been a fly boy, way before I had the piece

The F-N on my lap, as I breeze by

You can't compare Southwest, to a G-5

These rappers hate it, cause we made it out the hood right

I got some head, so that's what I call a good flight

DJ's, always playing that dance shit

But meanwhile, I be on some Paris France shit

So listen up, cause I'ma say this for the last time

This music shit, will make you lose your mind damn

I think I wanna pancake, but I'm not talking about a breakfast plate

I'm tal'n bout three wheel motion, one of my wheels just hanging in the air let's get that straight

Flipperacci got on a Johnny watch, Z-Ro got on a Johnny watch

You fellas broke, me and Flip don't see none of y'all at Johnny's spots

It's Screwed Up Click, until it's over with

I been here ever since the beginning, cause I'm a soldier bitch

You niggaz act funny when I'm not on my money, when I'm on my money y'all kiss my ass

Here's to the future, leaving y'all fucked niggaz in the past

For every critic that hate it, god damn we made it

Cause when it come to the S.U.C., homeboy we the greatest

You can't divide us up, I got the Midas touch

That mean, everything I touch reach platinum plus

I smoked weed with Snoop, I drunk Cris' with Jay

My idols were UGK, we still chopping blades

And everytime somebody die, they wanna blame it on lean

But we'll probably lose our mind, if we went a day clean man