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It's Time
Dave East Lyrics
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I want the money (I want the money)
I gotta get guap
I gotta get guap (I gotta get guap) I gotta get cake (I gotta get cake)
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid (It's time to get paid)
I gotta get guap (I gotta get guap) I gotta get cake (I gotta get cake)
Time to get paid (It's time to get paid)
I'm fresh off the block, this money keep calling
I be up 'til the morning, this shit never stop
I hit me a lick, went straight to the Bando
It's lit like a candle, let you and your man know
I got it for cheap, come cop what you want
The coppers be on us, I don't know what they want
We just tryna eat, to get out the streets
They calling me back, I'm just tryna leave
I come from the bottom, putting that work in the bottle
I fucked me a model, she just asked me for a follow
I hop out a truck, it's either the Range or a Tahoe
I do not give a fuck, she love me enough
She gon' swallow, she gon' swallow
I gotta get guap (I gotta get guap) I gotta get cake (I gotta get cake)
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid (It's time to get paid)
I gotta get guap (I gotta get guap) I gotta get cake (I gotta get cake)
I gotta get money, gotta get paper
Time to get paid (It's time to get paid)
I gotta get guap (I gotta get guap) I gotta get cake (I gotta get cake)
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid (It's time to get paid)
I gotta get guap (I gotta get guap) I gotta get cake (I gotta get cake)
I gotta get money, gotta get paper
Time to get paid (Time to get paid)
I talk what I live, I handle my biz'
I come from the projects, get shot by a kid
We rolling around with pistols and ganja
When I fuck up some paper, I just listen to 'Commas'
I can cook it front of you, this shit Benihana
Sold a nick to your momma, got a clip for the drama
I pull up and park it, I tinted the whip
Go get me some Backwoods, then I take a trip
I'm living the life, these niggas would not understand
Call me what you want, can't call me broke, started out moving grams
I wake up and hustle, I got no time for fronting
Ain't taking no handouts, I don't owe you niggas nothing, nothing
I gotta get guap (I gotta get guap) I gotta get cake (I gotta get cake)
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid (It's time to get paid)
I gotta get guap (I gotta get guap) I gotta get cake (I gotta get cake)
I gotta get money, gotta get paper
Time to get paid (It's time to get paid)
I gotta get guap (I gotta get guap) I gotta get cake (I gotta get cake)
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid (It's time to get paid)
I gotta get guap (I gotta get guap) I gotta get cake (I gotta get cake)
I gotta get money, gotta get paper
Time to get paid (Time to get paid)
The lyrics of Dave East's song It's Time primarily revolve around the desire to make money and the sacrifices that must be made in order to achieve that goal. The chorus emphasizes this message as it repeats the phrase "I gotta get guap" which is a slang term for money. In the verses, Dave East describes his experiences with hustling and making money through less than legal means. He explains that the pursuit of money is unrelenting and that his work often keeps him up until the early morning hours.
The line "I come from the projects, get shot by a kid" highlights the dangerous environment that he grew up in and the negative impact that it had on his life. However, he also emphasizes that he is in control of his own destiny, stating "I talk what I live, I handle my biz." Throughout the song, Dave East rejects the idea of taking handouts and instead insists on working hard and earning his own money. Overall, the lyrics of It's Time convey the message that financial success can only come through hard work and perseverance.
Line by Line Meaning
It's time to get paid
The time has come to make money
I want the money
I desire wealth
I gotta get guap
I need to obtain money
I gotta get cake
I need to get money
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
I must acquire cash and wealth
I'm fresh off the block, this money keep calling
I recently started hustling and the money keeps coming in
I be up 'til the morning, this shit never stop
I work hard all night and there's no stopping
I hit me a lick, went straight to the Bando
I robbed someone and went straight to my stash house
It's lit like a candle, let you and your man know
The money is flowing and everyone should know
I got it for cheap, come cop what you want
I got what you need at a good price, come buy it
The coppers be on us, I don't know what they want
The police are constantly on our tails and I don't know why
We just tryna eat, to get out the streets
We're just trying to make a living and get out of the dangerous streets
I come from the bottom, putting that work in the bottle
I come from nothing and I worked hard to get where I am
I fucked me a model, she just asked me for a follow
I had sex with a model and she asked for a social media follow
I hop out a truck, it's either the Range or a Tahoe
I drive a fancy truck, either a Range Rover or Chevy Tahoe
I do not give a fuck, she love me enough
I don't care what others think, my girl loves me for me
I talk what I live, I handle my biz'
I speak from experience and I handle my business like a pro
I come from the projects, get shot by a kid
I grew up in the projects and was shot at by a young person
We rolling around with pistols and ganja
We ride around with guns and weed
When I fuck up some paper, I just listen to 'Commas'
When I make mistakes with money, I listen to the song 'Commas' for inspiration
I can cook it front of you, this shit Benihana
I can cook drugs in front of you, just like the Japanese restaurant Benihana
Sold a nick to your momma, got a clip for the drama
I sold drugs to your mom and I have a gun ready for any trouble
I pull up and park it, I tinted the whip
I park my car and tint the windows for privacy
Go get me some Backwoods, then I take a trip
Go get me some Backwoods cigars, then I'm taking a trip to sell drugs
I'm living the life, these niggas would not understand
I'm living a dangerous lifestyle that others can't comprehend
Call me what you want, can't call me broke, started out moving grams
You can insult me all you want, but you can't call me poor because I started out selling small amounts of drugs
I wake up and hustle, I got no time for fronting
I wake up and work hard, I don't have time to waste time
Ain't taking no handouts, I don't owe you niggas nothing, nothing
I don't accept free money and I don't owe anyone a thing.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: DAVID BREWSTER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Saul Ramirez
Time to get paid
I want the money
I gotta get guap
I gotta get guap, I gotta get cake
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid
I gotta get guap, I gotta get cake
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid
I'm fresh off the block, this money keep calling
I be up til the morning, this shit never stop
I hit me a lick, went straight to the Bendo
It's lit like a candle, let you and your man know
I got it for cheap, come cop what you want
The coppers be on us, I don't know what they want
We just tryna eat to get out the streets
They calling me back, I'm just tryna leave
I come from the bottom, putting that work in the bottle
I fucked me a model, she just asked me for a follow
I hop a truck, it's either the Range or the Tahoe
I do not give a fuck, she love me enough
She gon' swallow, she gon' swallow
I gotta get guap, I gotta get cake
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid
I gotta get guap, I gotta get cake
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid
I gotta get guap, I gotta get cake
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid
I gotta get guap, I gotta get cake
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid
I talk what I live, I handle my biz'
I come from the projects, get shot by a kid
We rolling around with pistols and ganja
When I fuck up some paper, I just listen to commas
I can cook it front of you, this shit Benihana Hannas
Sell a nick to your momma, got a clip for the drama
I pull up and park it, I tinted the whip
Go get me some backwoods then I take a trip
I'm living the life, these niggas would not understand
Call me what you want, can't call me broke, started out moving grams
I wake up and hustle, I got no time for fronting
Ain't taking no handouts, I don't owe you niggas nothing, nothing
I gotta get guap, I gotta get cake
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid
I gotta get guap, I gotta get cake
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid
I gotta get guap, I gotta get cake
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid
I gotta get guap, I gotta get cake
I gotta get paper, gotta get money
Time to get paid
Davon T
This is A Deep classic from Dave!🙏🏿🎶🎵🎼🎙🎤🏮💰💵💸💰💯
Joe Bermudez
damn people aint feeling this? this one of my favorite track of the mixtape
TANIA
Joe Bermudez fr
asvpsupreme
Nah this sounds like mainstream shit
Joe Bermudez
people always try to put artist in a box and say they can only make one type of music
Word To Yo bama #What's Braking Nigaa!!
I mean out of all songs to choose to make a video, he had better choices like damn there every song on the mixtape better than this. this the only song I have on skip because if I want to hear this type of music ill listen to other artist
Jeh Ceeeh
I'm fuckin with it. He'll go places!
The Vigilant One
What's with all the hate
Word To Yo bama #What's Braking Nigaa!!
Because compared to other songs on his mixtape this is one of if not the worst song on it. Could've and should've made a video for his other songs. There's a reason why this is his least viewed video from his hate me now project. This ain't a true Dave east song. It's forced lol
Dreaded Fate
the future kids from the XXL mad cuz there cypher was 🔥🔥🔥