What Time It Is
[Verse 1]
Had no power through the house, had no food up in my system
When you grew up in the hood it's kinda hard to be uplifting
No water from the faucets in the bathroom or the kitchen
So we couldn't take no showers and we couldn't wash no dishes
I was funny in the class, getting on my teachers' nerves
Bummy nigga with no fits, by every bitch I'm gettin' curved
Swear I thought I was that nigga 'cause my outfit cost a bird
But when I tried to show it off they was showing no concern
Pops told me just be patient, wait in line and wait your turn
And to always be consistent 'cause in time this shit gon' work
I got sick and tired of waiting, in my mind I went berserk
So I went and got a K, and the clip look like a smirk
Had to get it how I live, got in the streets, got off the curb
Paid off, God blessed me with some Franklins like I'm Kirk
To this money I am chasing, to these bitches I'm a jerk
And you can catch me screaming gang until they put me on a shirt, bitch
[Chorus]
Let 'em know what time it is
That music's all I got, that's why I fight for this
I be grindin' all day and and all night for this
Gettin' cake, so all my niggas need a knife for this, come get a slice of this
Let 'em know what time it is
Take my mind and put my thoughts up in the mic and shit
Where was you when I was pedaling my bike and shit?
Wasn't there when PG&E cut off the lights and shit, but it's cool
'Cause these niggas know what time it is
[Verse 2]
I would never wife a ho, they only good for gettin' goosed
Never cuff her, belt buckle like the middle of a moose
Best respect the fuckin' pouch 'cause a youngin got the juice
All my life they been forced, now they tryna call a truce?
It was me, moms, brother, and sister all in the room
I went months without my pops and it had turned me to a goon
And that night when it got quiet I started crying to the moon
'Cause I ain't know where he was stayin' and I hoped I'd see him soon
Yeah we had got evicted, fell victim to the system
Only seen my brother twice, please tell that nigga that I miss him
And I got another brother and I wonder how he livin'
To my sister I'ma be the best uncle to her children
And the youngins growin' up without a brother or a pops
And I'll be damned if I let 'em out the house and on the block
No I can't risk 'em getting shot, no I can't let 'em tote no Glock
Yeah I'ma take 'em out the hood and make it right and that's on moms, nigga
[Chorus]
Let 'em know what time it is
That music's all I got, that's why I fight for this
I be grindin' all day and and all night for this
Gettin' cake, so all my niggas need a knife for this, come get a slice of this
Let 'em know what time it is
Take my mind and put my thoughts up in the mic and shit
Where was you when I was pedaling my bike and shit?
Wasn't there when PG&E cut off the lights and shit, but it's cool
'Cause these niggas know what time it is