It’s Time

Tick tock tick tock (Cam Groves, pdank)
Tick tock tick tock (It's time I let you know what time it is)
Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock tick tock

[Hook: Cam Groves]
It's time, I gotta get up in the zone
It's time, I gotta make it on my own
It's time, I gotta get up on the grind
With money on my mind, I tell myself, it's time
It's time, I gotta get up on my feet
It's time, write a couple songs a week
It's time, I gotta get up on the grind
With money on my mind, I tell myself, it's time

[Verse 1: Cam Groves]
Yo, and I don't care if another rapper feeling me
It's Cam Groves and the flow's on a killing spree
Got them illa schemes, y'all some millipedes
Make the crowd say "woo" like the Killa Bees
Sit up in the crib and I listen to some illa beats
Type of shit that makes me wanna further my abilities
Finer with the rhyming and I'm finding my delivery
I land top punchlines like the Philippines
Get it? Island? Philippines?
If that was over your head, then buy a guillotine
It's pdank up in Maine got the realest team
Haters seem brittle, dreams little like a skittle be
I was admittedly caught up in a little beef
Ever since that day it's been drilling me to kill emcees
And it's killing me, this rapper shit's still a dream
'Till we're packing stadiums and filling the facilities

[Hook: Cam Groves]
It's time, I gotta get up in the zone
It's time, I gotta make it on my own
It's time, I gotta get up on the grind
With money on my mind, I tell myself, it's time
It's time, I gotta get up on my feet
It's time, write a couple songs a week
It's time, I gotta get up on the grind
With money on my mind, I tell myself, it's time

[Verse 2: Cam Groves]
To make moves, get kinetic with the energy
Fake dude's so pathetic with they tendencies
Kick bars go hard like Hennessy
'Till my enemies sleeping with the centipedes
Check the work ethic and respect the plan
They wanna test me, but they treats ain't affecting Cam
I'm in the lab, record skipping like the second hand
Sipping on that whiskey, black out, Red & Method man
Damn, and these haters wanna shit talk
Behind your back, mouth flapping like some flip flops
Bitch, I drag my dick 'till the shit stops
'Till my wrist watch no longer tick tocks
Take time with the rhymes I script
I got lines on lines, not the kind you sniff
I'm locked up in the lab, finna mind my biz
So you ain't gotta ask what time it is 'cause

[Hook: Cam Groves]
It's time, I gotta get up in the zone
It's time, I gotta make it on my own
It's time, I gotta get up on the grind
With money on my mind, I tell myself, it's time
It's time, I gotta get up on my feet
It's time, write a couple songs a week
It's time, I gotta get up on the grind
With money on my mind, I tell myself, it's time
Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock tick tock