Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr. & Julius King
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
Kenny Golder Jr.
[Chorus]
This is my time, nobody's taking it from me
I stay on the grind, I put in the work cause I'm hungry
And now that i'm up, your girl, I think that she want me
But she outta luck, I'm steady chasing this money
Getting money mans, gotta do a money dance
Bout to get the bands, Blow it like my name was Lance
I skrt skrt, cause i do not finish last
Then i take out the bands, and do a money dance
[Verse 1]
Bout to count up the cake, while i'm sipping good drank
I'm a freshman, super blessed man like n***a what did you thank
I was gonna flop, and fall right off of the spot
Nah I got the rock, and i'm shooting my shot (swish)
Hit em with a step back like Harden
Had to survey the game, it changed
But i still gotta eat, I'm starving
Just had to change the plays
I've put in long nights
I been working for days and days
And I put in a fight
So I swear I will never change
It's not up for discussion, so why are we talking, your talking is buzzin, It ain't meaning nothing
I swear that you yapping, I ain't hearing nothing, your speaking is bluffin, your city i'm running
From the Phe Phe (That's Phoenix)
To the 86 (the Mac)
I'll never peak, Till I'm on the greatest hits
[Chorus]
This is my time, nobody's taking it from me
I stay on the grind, I put in the work cause I'm hungry
And now that i'm up, your girl, I think that she want me
But she outta luck, I'm steady chasing this money
Getting money mans, gotta do a money dance
Bout to get the bands, Blow it like my name was Lance
I skrt skrt, cause I do not finish last
Then I take out the bands, and do a money dance
[Verse 2]
I got the sauce, you got the juice
Juice gone run out (yuh) way too soon
I'm doing my dance, cause this is a mood
I made it to here, and it ain't a fluke
I sip on a drank, got a big bank and smoking on stank (yuh)
Born by the bay, then cast away, (yuh) I got away (yuh)
I always ride shotgun, got that bitch on me, ain't never lacking
Actually let me rephrase it, depends on who the fuck asking
I gotta look sideways when I'm in the whip a n***a wanna chase me
I can see through his eyes, that n***a just wanna erase me
Get on my level, I fly so high, top of the world I live in the sky
Me and my n***as are ride or dies, we hop in the whip and the go on a drive
[Chorus]
This is my time, nobody's taking it from me
I stay on the grind, I put in the work cause I'm hungry
And now that i'm up, your girl, I think that she want me
But she outta luck, I'm steady chasing this money
Getting money mans, gotta do a money dance
Bout to get the bands, Blow it like my name was Lance
I skrt skrt, cause I do not finish last
Then I take out the bands, and do a money dance
My Time was written by Kenny Golder Jr..
My Time was produced by The Martianz.