Time to Go Video (MV)

Ay, wake up
Boy it's time to go
Have you ever slept with roaches on the f*ckin' floor
Talkin' shit up on the net, we kickin' down your door
Why you hatin' on some shit that you don't even know?

I ain't from Florida but I'll jump off in that water
Actin' like a broken elevator, bitch you out of order
Soon as them checks hit the bank, I'ma flip em' like a quarter
Y'all go talkin' with police y'all like some f*ckin' news reporters, uh

I came up from robbing now I'm in this bitch recording
I'ma throw some D's on that bitch and get the whip rollin
I was wakin' up and hittin' licks every mornin
And like, Tut, I'ma get it if I really want it

I'm from the southern section, I be coolin' by the tracks
Two shootings yesterday, like what the f*ck is that
Once them guns pop, you can't take them bullets back
Another life lost, this shit really got me mad

Quit complaining get some money and get off your ass
Feelin' like El Snappo cause, bitch, I'm gettin' to a bag
What's done, it's done, you can't never go and change the past
What's done, it's done, you can't never go and change the past

I posted clips to YouTube, they started blowin' up
And everybody in the comments, they be showin' love
And now I'm about to drop the shit that they been waitin' for
And I ain't stoppin' till I'm on the charts at number one

Ay, wake up
Boy it's time to go
Have you ever slept with roaches on the f*ckin' floor
Talkin' shit up on the net, we kickin' down your door
Why you hatin' on some shit that you don't even know

I feel like Dreamy Bull cause, bitch, you know I'm about to blow
And I'm skatin' in the game like Tony, I'm a f*ckin' pro
And back in high school, the teachers used to call me slow
But now I'm in this music shit, I'm makin' diamonds out of coal

Call me Crazy Dave, I hit my head and went insane
Always knew that I was born to rap, I'm feelin' like the game
I was really in the drop, but nowadays I make it rain
And you just a pea shooter, bitch, I feel like Super Brain

Ayy, wake up, boy, it's time to go
Have you ever slept with roaches on the f*ckin' floor
Talkin' shit up on the net, we kickin' down your door
Why you hatin' on some shit that you don't even know

I want a rap check so I can fill my mouth with gold
Or really just so I can buy a house before I'm gettin' old
I'm the rapper from the New South, I got the new flows
And I remember back in them days, bitch I was dead broke

But now I'm really heatin' up just like a f*ckin' stove
And if I get a check, I ain't gon' waste it on designer clothes
The industry really crooked just like a broken toe
So I ain't signin' to no label, I can't ever sell my soul

Had hoes before rap, because I been dope
And I'm still pimpin, got the hoes blowin' in my phone
Still doin' what I want, still in control
And now my dream's comin' true, I'm bout to do a show

Ay, wake up
Boy it's time to go
Have you ever slept with roaches on the f*ckin' floor
Talkin' shit up on the net, we kickin' down your door
Why you hatin' on some shit that you don't even know

I ain't from Florida, but I'll jump off of that water
Actin' like a broken elevator, bitch, you out of order
Soon as the checks hit the bank, I'ma flip em' like a quarter
Y'all go talkin' with police, y'all like some f*ckin' news reporters, uh