[Hook] I got next It's my time I got next To get mine I got next I'm on my grind I got next I'm gonna shine I got next It's my time I got next To get mine I got next And it don't matter What they say We gon' make it [Verse 1] This is for the little girls That say "Nicki, you pretty." When you come to the city You don't act ha**adiddy You be all on the block Or posted up in the drop And everybody get a band Whether you like it or not But how you girls blow up And don't come to the hood How they turn their nose up Like they don't come from the hood Most of them be in sight 'Til it's time for picture That's why everything They write be a contradiction I tell 'em I do it for the love I do it for the hugs I do it for the bugs I do it for the thugs I do it for the rich I do it for the poor I do it for the kid That can't do no more [Hook] [Verse 2] This is for my lil homies That be asking for kisses When I'm granting their wishes They be pa**ing they digits Carry up on the block Getting screwed by the cop Cutting school, getting off Whether they like it or not They'll break in your dough Might break in your joe They'll bring back a lot If you bring them an O But what you really ain't know They airborne for start With the ball in the gutter They can't turn no dodge No matter the squadron Lieutenant or sergent Air force the army Air force in army Four teets is on 'em No heat is on 'em 'Cause grandmama prayed That he leave the corner [Hook] [Verse 3] I remember when I lost Everything in a fire And now I got fire 23s on my tire Shoutout to my brothers Jelani and Micaiah Thanks to the Messiah My money getting higher One time for my n***as That be hugging the block Two times for my n***as That be ducking the cop Three times for my girls That pushing they own ride Specially they own life b**hes they don't like Sometimes you get mad When I blaze the gun I see you without a man May I raise your son But look, when you blow up Everybody gon' shut up This goes out to everybody On the come up [Hook]