Trae Tha Truth, Mýa - Matter of Time lyrics
[Trae Tha Truth, Mýa - Matter of Time lyrics]
Yeah, you niggas know what time
It is around here mayn
Yeah we still on that hood shit
Just had to take this shit
To another motherfucking level
Know I'm saying
Trae, Mya huh we bout to set
It off round this motherfucker
Bout time they make way for another guerilla
These other niggas ain't the truth
Come down to the bottom of the
Map and holler at Trae
And these niggas gon give you the proof
I roll with a entourage of them Assholes
On 24 inches of chrome
And plus the baddest lady Mya
To help a G get in his zone
Lately I've been getting slipped up
Till they see that black on
Black with something packed
The back of the frame
To show these niggas how to act
I'm from the South
Where we known to look good in
Our mouth with diamonds shining bright
It's Screwed Up Click to the death
With niggas crawling slow with purple Sprites
We thugging baby
The corners we hugging daily we grind
Through the day and night
Ain't no sleeping for nothing baby
Slow Loud when I bang and don't confuse me
Cause the game ain't what it need to be
'Less you like bullshit music
From them bullshit niggas on TV
I call it how I see it
Ain't no other way that I feel is real
Don't think they real as Pac
Just cause them niggas done sold
A couple of mill and a deal don't make you
Just because your label ride your dick
We been here paying dues
It's just a matter of time before we click
Baby don't you worry bout a thang
See everything's gonna be ok
Cause I'ma be right by your side
While you on the grind
Just keep it hood, keep it gangsta
Get that change, make that paper
Keep it moving, stack them dollas baby
It's only a matter of time
It's only a matter of time
So I'ma do what I gotta do, to get mine
I knew it, but I bet they thought that they
Could keep me here to wait
But now it's time
That I introduce the world to Trae
One of the hoodest out the H
A ghetto legend and the next to be
Plus my swagger
Got me at the status of an original G
24's on my truck
Haters better duck and get the
Fuck out of my range
It ain't gon be a pretty sight
If they wanna try to come stop my change
Cause I'ma ride or die with Mya
Two of the same so we a team
And anybody disrespect it
Watch how much drama I bring
And watch how much diamonds I bling
When the grill get in they face
And if my gangsta on the line
Just watch how fast I'ma win the race
And I don't think they want it baby
We 1 and O for the belt
Now everytime we spit together
Just know that we gon be felt
I know you feeling really anxious
When I'm on your side
But can't no other replicate ya
So you ain't gotta think twice
See I'ma hold it down for you
Do what I gotta do you know how we do
So don't you worry bout a thaaaang
It's only a matter of time
It's only a matter of time
So I'ma do what I gotta do to get mine
It is around here mayn
Yeah we still on that hood shit
Just had to take this shit
To another motherfucking level
Know I'm saying
Trae, Mya huh we bout to set
It off round this motherfucker
Bout time they make way for another guerilla
These other niggas ain't the truth
Come down to the bottom of the
Map and holler at Trae
And these niggas gon give you the proof
I roll with a entourage of them Assholes
On 24 inches of chrome
And plus the baddest lady Mya
To help a G get in his zone
Lately I've been getting slipped up
Till they see that black on
Black with something packed
The back of the frame
To show these niggas how to act
I'm from the South
Where we known to look good in
Our mouth with diamonds shining bright
It's Screwed Up Click to the death
With niggas crawling slow with purple Sprites
We thugging baby
The corners we hugging daily we grind
Through the day and night
Ain't no sleeping for nothing baby
Slow Loud when I bang and don't confuse me
Cause the game ain't what it need to be
'Less you like bullshit music
From them bullshit niggas on TV
I call it how I see it
Ain't no other way that I feel is real
Don't think they real as Pac
Just cause them niggas done sold
A couple of mill and a deal don't make you
Just because your label ride your dick
We been here paying dues
It's just a matter of time before we click
Baby don't you worry bout a thang
See everything's gonna be ok
Cause I'ma be right by your side
While you on the grind
Just keep it hood, keep it gangsta
Get that change, make that paper
Keep it moving, stack them dollas baby
It's only a matter of time
It's only a matter of time
So I'ma do what I gotta do, to get mine
I knew it, but I bet they thought that they
Could keep me here to wait
But now it's time
That I introduce the world to Trae
One of the hoodest out the H
A ghetto legend and the next to be
Plus my swagger
Got me at the status of an original G
24's on my truck
Haters better duck and get the
Fuck out of my range
It ain't gon be a pretty sight
If they wanna try to come stop my change
Cause I'ma ride or die with Mya
Two of the same so we a team
And anybody disrespect it
Watch how much drama I bring
And watch how much diamonds I bling
When the grill get in they face
And if my gangsta on the line
Just watch how fast I'ma win the race
And I don't think they want it baby
We 1 and O for the belt
Now everytime we spit together
Just know that we gon be felt
I know you feeling really anxious
When I'm on your side
But can't no other replicate ya
So you ain't gotta think twice
See I'ma hold it down for you
Do what I gotta do you know how we do
So don't you worry bout a thaaaang
It's only a matter of time
It's only a matter of time
So I'ma do what I gotta do to get mine