
My Time NoCap
"My Time" by NoCap, released in 2020, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of perseverance, ambition, and self-identity. The lyrics reflect the artist's journey through struggles and determination to succeed. Unique elements include melodic flows and introspective storytelling, resonating with listeners facing similar challenges. Its relatable message has garnered significant attention in the rap community.

[Intro]
(CashMoneyAP)
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Tomorrow I might go buy an AP watch
I feel it's my time (Yeah, yeah), yeah
All the way in LA, chillin' with the vibes (Yeah)
I'm still clutchin' my nine, yeah
Spendin' paper 'til that money get dizzy, yeah
They know I'm back, I'm screamin', "Ricky," yeah
Who would've thought this rap would make me rich? Yeah
When it don't feel real, you can't embrace this shit (At all)
[Verse 1]
Who the fuck lied and said I needed you?
I'm in Saint Laurent, lil' ho, and I got on Yeezy shoes (Yeah)
Backend Taliban, Saks Fifth with a light ten (Ten on me)
Lean in the pitcher, strikeout (Strike)
Lortab, Percs, Adderalls (Yeah)
Nigga, I ball, no child
No Ali, I'ma buy different rings (Yeah, yeah)
Get to the green, yes, sir, that's by any means
Tell 'em free Lil Joe, hope he see me on the TV screen
Buy my mama whatever she wanted
Thank God, I told Him He owe us
I still can't pick Slim up in the morning, yeah (No)
I ain't even gotta speak, wonder what I'ma buy today (Yeah)
It ain't real, I'ma brush him off, he just tryna ride the wave
He got on so much Gucci, he must've signed to Radric Davis
I ain't never met Renni Rucci, I just think she so amazing
(CashMoneyAP)
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Tomorrow I might go buy an AP watch
I feel it's my time (Yeah, yeah), yeah
All the way in LA, chillin' with the vibes (Yeah)
I'm still clutchin' my nine, yeah
Spendin' paper 'til that money get dizzy, yeah
They know I'm back, I'm screamin', "Ricky," yeah
Who would've thought this rap would make me rich? Yeah
When it don't feel real, you can't embrace this shit (At all)
[Verse 1]
Who the fuck lied and said I needed you?
I'm in Saint Laurent, lil' ho, and I got on Yeezy shoes (Yeah)
Backend Taliban, Saks Fifth with a light ten (Ten on me)
Lean in the pitcher, strikeout (Strike)
Lortab, Percs, Adderalls (Yeah)
Nigga, I ball, no child
No Ali, I'ma buy different rings (Yeah, yeah)
Get to the green, yes, sir, that's by any means
Tell 'em free Lil Joe, hope he see me on the TV screen
Buy my mama whatever she wanted
Thank God, I told Him He owe us
I still can't pick Slim up in the morning, yeah (No)
I ain't even gotta speak, wonder what I'ma buy today (Yeah)
It ain't real, I'ma brush him off, he just tryna ride the wave
He got on so much Gucci, he must've signed to Radric Davis
I ain't never met Renni Rucci, I just think she so amazing
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.