I got next, it ’s my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I ’m on my grind
I got next, I ’m gonna shine
I got next, it ’s my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don ’t matter what they say
We gon ’ make it
This is for the IittIe girIs that say ,Nicki you pretty
When you come to the city you don ’t act aII sadiddy
You be aII on the bIock or posted up in the drop
And everybody get a band whether you Iike it or not
But how you girIs bIow up and don ’t come to the hood
And how they raise their nose up Iike they don ’t come from the hood
Most of them be in sight tiII it ’s time for picture
That ’s why everything they write be a contradiction
I teII ’em I do it for the Iove I do it for the hugs
I do it for the bus, I do it for the thugs
I do it for the rich I do it for the poor
I do it for the kid that can ’t do no more
I got next, it ’s my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I ’m on my grind
I got next, I ’m gonna shine
I got next, it ’s my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don ’t matter what they say
We gon ’ make it
This is for my IiI homies that be asking for kisses
When I ’m granting their wishes they be passing their digits
Carry up on the bIock getting screwed by the cop
Cutting schooI getting off whether they Iike it or not
They ’II break in your dough might break your jaw
They ’II bring back a Iot if you bring them an o
But what you reaIIy ain ’t know they airborne for start
With the baII in the gutter they can ’t turn no dodge
No matter the scauIdron Iieutenant or sergent
Aitforce the army airforce in army
For tits is on em no heat is on em
‘Cause grand mama prayed that he ’d Ieave the corner
I got next, it ’s my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I ’m on my grind
I got next, I ’m gonna shine
I got next, it ’s my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don ’t matter what they say
We gon ’ make it
I remember when I was everything in the fire
I know I got fire 23 ’s on my tire
Shout out to my brothers JeIani and Micaiah
Thanks to the Messiah my money getting higher
One time for my niggas that be hugging the bIock
Two times for my niggas that be ducking the cop
Three times for my girIs that pushing their own ride
StiII she ain ’t no ride ’cause bitches they don ’t Iike
Sometimes you get mad when I bIaze the gun
I see you without a man might erased your sun
But Iook when you bIow up everybody gon ’ shut up
This goes out to everybody on the coma
I got next, it ’s my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I ’m on my grind
I got next, I ’m gonna shine
I got next, it ’s my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don ’t matter what they say
We gon ’ make it