Poppa Pugh - Only a Matter of Time

Look, Don't get it twisted
My homies be vicious
We handle our business in any condition
Writing me off they can't handle the vision
The industry think I don't fit the description
Call up my ex when I'm fiendin' for sex
I be missin' that pussy that shit was delicious
She tell me call me back when you up next
As we hop in the bed and we switchin' positions
Takin' these drugs will go to your head
You can't help it the doctor provide the prescription
I used to dream as kid in my bed about
Livin' the life that I'm finally livin'
I used to stay up at night all alone
With a pen, and a pad, and a beat I was focused
Write 'till the sun comin' up in the mornin'
Can't sleep with depression but fuck it
I'm way too devoted
High school my grades were the lowest
But I went to college like fuck it
I hope I get noticed
2020 had to work on my craft as the rest
Of the country was going through Covid
A lot of people wanna hate but I laugh
As I'm up in the lab and I'm workin' like Kobe
I'm never gonna quit I'm chasing that bag
Man I don't mean to brag I just feel like the goat
They should've never let me up in the booth
Man they gave me an inch and we goin' for miles
Shoutout AC for the work 'cuz it's fundin' the music
And lettin' me stay at his house
Shoutout Fayo and his family been there for me
I'm treatin' Mel like my muh fuckin' moms
If it wasn't for them then nobody would pray for me
I can't be workin' no regular job
Eddie put me in my first pair Lebron's
Told me one day you gon' ball with the rhymes
Now I pull up to the club and they pay me
I used to go wait in the back of the line
Told everybody one day I'm a be great
And they said I was crazy and out of my mind
Couple years later I'm up on my grind
They tell me it's only a matter of time
I struggle with leavin' my problems behind
I'm stuck on rewind while I'm drinkin' this 40
All of these rappers sit back and recline
But I can't afford to be cuttin' no corners
I call up my grandma she always be cryin'
She just want a house but can't cover the mortgage
I tell my shorty I'm putting my heart and my soul
On the line every time I'm recording
Eleven years old writin' rhymes in the dark
Headphones feel the beat in my bones
As soon as the pen hit the pad it would spark
Shit's dope, man let's see where this goes
A couple years later I'm makin' my mark
In fish bowls I was makin' a wave
So I jumped out the water to swim with the sharks
Tip-toe through the old neighborhoods
I was raised in I'm hopin' that I don't get caught
Known for the trick hoes who outrageous
It come with the dick riders and the haters
Who really don't care if you up on the charts
They just gon' sit back getting faded
And hopin' my biggest tracks get me famous
They actin' like they the reason I get paid
But when push come to shove
No one playin' they part
I had to struggle to make every dollar
That shit was a problem when payin' my bills
Could've resorted to stealin' and robbin'
But I put the time in I got me a deal
I had to hustle off nickle n' dimin'
I'm eatin' the ramen for all of my meals
But I'm never stressin' 'cuz I know the timing
Is perfect and all of my shit is for real, for real, for real
They should've never let me up in the industry
Hop in this bitch and we got it on lock
Flyest spitta ever since elementary
Now I run game up on every block
Hottest rapper from the start of the century
Don't give a fuck if they like me or not
These other rappers got respect so they mention me
Won't be too long 'fore I'm up at the top
This shit was hard, I was stressin' a lot
Couple people told me don't ever stop
Shout out Amber made me feel like the man
For the rest of my life I'm a call her my rock
Shoutout Campbell gave the Brodie a purpose
It's all cuz of him I'm a give what I got
Tryna debate if the boy gonna stop
Cocked back now I'm takin' my shot
I'm gone

Written by:
Kenneth Pugh

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