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My Time
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Hip-Hop/Rap
My Time was released on July 9, 2021 by Children Of The Summer as a part of the album My Time - Single
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Release DateJuly 9, 2021
LabelChildren Of The Summer
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Leekindacut
Leekindacut
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Qualeek Keith
Qualeek Keith
Songwriter

Lyrics

Look, I been calling, calling way more than often
Let’s take that flight out to New Orleans
Can I get a foreign car?
That’s the bar, we can go fast and make it roar
Yea I used to smoked nicks till I had a menage, I had my whip with no garage
Yea, let's get faded we could go to overtime
Hope we make it we gotta take over
All these feelings stuck inside my body and my mind yea
I’m way deep into it you can tell it's my time
You can tell that I’m extra, I pour up four but I only brought enough for me and bro
Make that choppa sing that choppa blow, now all they need is headstones
You in the dead zone, shoulda told that pussy **** he was dead wrong
Now that **** dead gone, yea get your head blown yea
**** I'm Ttd in the Ttd like a RedZone, yea **** I'm getting on
Yea, I'm already gone, yea
Back when they see me they ain't believe me now they singing my songs
Oh he wasn’t faking, loving hard whats made him and I hope that you make it
Girl your love was the greatest and I will not break it
Our wounds forsaken, my powers just take it, for hours I’m waiting
Look, I been calling, calling way more than often
Let’s take that flight out to New Orleans
Can I get a foreign car?
That’s the bar, we can go fast and make it roar
Yea I used to smoked nicks till I had a menage, I had my whip with no garage
Yea, let's get faded we could go to overtime
Hope we make it we gotta take over
All these feelings stuck inside my body and my mind yea
I’m way deep into it you can tell it's my time
Like the way he get them bucks he balling
Like Chicago, I’m in Milwaukee and Charlotte
Keep the 9 on me like Rondo I’m in Boston
Try to play me like a 9-year-old but bitch I’m bossing
Now they done lost him, look at myself all in the mirror like I done crossed twins
Like what's the amount of all this fear like I done crossed it
What about love I’m asking god like what the cost is
What about trust imagine everything and lost it
I bet that they talk shit especially when I walk in, fresh to death like coffin
Smoking gas I’m coughing, like Post Malone I’m saucing
I'm sorry but we all sin
Look, I been calling, calling way more than often
Let’s take that flight out to New Orleans
Can I get a foreign car?
That’s the bar, we can go fast and make it roar
Yea I used to smoked nicks till I had a menage, I had my whip with no garage
Yea, let's get faded we could go to overtime
Hope we make it we gotta take over
All these feelings stuck inside my body and my mind yea
I’m way deep into it you can tell it's my time
Written by: Qualeek Keith
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