Take My Time Lyrics - Z-ro

I'm gon' take my time 

Already living too fast, I don't need to speed up 

At the rate I'm traveling now, I'ma end up with Jesus 

I think I'm losing my mind 

It's an everyday struggle for me, to try to maintain 

I just the want the money, motherfuck the fame 

Bitch what you mean, you ain't calling me no mo' 

I thought I already got rid of your ass, a week ago 

When you did what you did, from that moment I didn't care 

That's why I was like, I don't want no company stay over there 

You prolly think cause you got the pussy, you rule me 

Up under that pussy you ain't nothing but another no good niggga bitch, you can't fool me 

Too many years, I done paid the price 

You must be smoking, if you think I'ma make you my wife 

Even though I'm a rapper, feel like I'm still on the block 

Everyday I damn near shoot somebody, everyday I damn near get shot 

Dealing with fake ass bitches, and fake ass niggaz 

You know the ones, that wanna make my cash they cash nigga 

I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about me 

Even though I know your life is meaningless, without me 

You can choke on a meaty dick, with my cum coming from it 

My love is for who I see in the mirror, bitch I promise 

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Look I'm six million sold, with ten million ring tones 

You wanna live like me, well first we gotta switch homes 

Cause I keep bread like Michael Vick, way before the dogs 

Me and Ro, blowing purple haze clouds huh 

I won't stop, until I get that Grammy on my shelf 

Why should I pay you, when I can do it by myself 

The block like the way I put it down for the streets 

I been a fly boy, way before I had the piece 

The F-N on my lap, as I breeze by 

You can't compare Southwest, to a G-5 

These rappers hate it, cause we made it out the hood right 

I got some head, so that's what I call a good flight 

DJ's, always playing that dance shit 

But meanwhile, I be on some Paris France shit 

So listen up, cause I'ma say this for the last time 

This music shit, will make you lose your mind damn 

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I think I wanna pancake, but I'm not talking about a breakfast plate 

I'm tal'n bout three wheel motion, one of my wheels just hanging in the air let's get that straight 

Flipperacci got on a Johnny watch, Z-Ro got on a Johnny watch 

You fellas broke, me and Flip don't see none of y'all at Johnny's spots 

It's Screwed Up Click, until it's over with 

I been here ever since the beginning, cause I'm a soldier bitch 

You niggaz act funny when I'm not on my money, when I'm on my money y'all kiss my ass 

Here's to the future, leaving y'all fucked niggaz in the past 

For every critic that hate it, god damn we made it 

Cause when it come to the S.U.C., homeboy we the greatest 

You can't divide us up, I got the Midas touch 

That mean, everything I touch reach platinum plus 

I smoked weed with Snoop, I drunk Cris' with Jay 

My idols were UGK, we still chopping blades 

And everytime somebody die, they wanna blame it on lean 

But we'll probably lose our mind, if we went a day clean man