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NBA Youngboy - My Time [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Programming
Bobby Raps
Bobby Raps
Programming
Charlie Handsome
Charlie Handsome
Programming
DY
DY
Programming
Southside
Southside
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwan Avery
Dwan Avery
Songwriter
Joshua Leullen
Joshua Leullen
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Robert Richardson
Robert Richardson
Songwriter
Ryan Vojtesak
Ryan Vojtesak
Songwriter
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Bobby Raps
Bobby Raps
Producer
Charlie Handsome
Charlie Handsome
Producer
DY
DY
Producer
Southside
Southside
Producer

Lyrics

My time came back 'round, and it's right now Know that they were thinkin' that they want me for to lose Know that they were pressin', they was tryna find clues I popped out, now I'm the news Everything green in the inside Pray to get it on when we slide Everything that I say, know I can show for it Mama said, "No," sold dope for it And I even sung up in the choir I ain't even partied, stayed in, and now I'm out now I done seen them tell you that they Love you to death and then they walk out Let off shots, hit the ground, the only thing that he ain't walk off And it's a sad thing to say, but they know not to play with my dog Hundred plaques inside my proof vault For when they try to say that we ain't have to make a way Made more funds, I had to buy more guns to make it through the day Tell me that my baby mamas don't deserve everything Tell me that my brothers don't need money after goin' through all this pain Slime say he ain't a rapper, and he ain't trippin', I say, "Nigga, get it" I ain't against you, thug, I'm with you Thug, if you ever need it, I'm comin' with it Had it hard when I was comin' up, and I know my mama proud I did it High up in the sky, ain't comin' down Tell them all for to mind they business Got put in a cycle, then I broke the mold They don't like me, better not try it Only thing the game give a black rose How the fuck you always right, and I'm always wrong? How you feel? I gotta keep one tight Fight for your life or might not make it home But I say my time now My time came back 'round, and it's right now Know that they were thinkin' that they want me for to lose Know that they were pressin', they was tryna find clues I popped out, now I'm the news Shoot dice for to pay my fifty-dollar phone bill Every day, shot basketball with Toby, with JJ, I'd pop pills My brother three, he used to go to school, I was breakin' up in houses stealin' Back and forth to jail just like my cousin Derek, but that's how we lived Where I'm from, it's either focus or get killed In a lifetime, it be millions that ain't make it out for real I know niggas sold drugs when I was a child, and they still You ain't gotta grow up fast, this shit ain't leavin', it'll be here This shit hurt so deep and bad, it make us all shed a tear I gotta get me a bag, I'm talkin' right now Momma, I'm up on it, know they want me for to lose They don't really love me as bad as they talk, huh? Hustle or don't get it, I'm the one who had to choose My time came back 'round, and it's right now Know that they were thinkin' that they want me for to lose Know that they were pressin', they was tryna find clues I popped out, now I'm the news I'm the news now Yeah, I, I knew that day in prison They was tryna find clues on a nigga and all that other shit Like, they, they, they playin' them blues on me, they ain't believe Like, they ain't really think nothin' of this You know, until we turned it into somethin' Shit, we, we still carryin' on Yeah, and we still stayin' strong Forever
Writer(s): Joshua Howard Luellen, Ryan Vojtesak, Robert John Richardson, Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Dwan Lecurtis Avery, Jason Goldberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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