Lil' Rob - My Turn lyrics

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LiL Rob ~My Turn~

[Lil Rob]

You know everybody's talkin about me and shit right now

Y'all wonder what I'm gonna do next

Well check it out

The more people that love me.. the more people that hate me..

But I ain't trippin I just do what I do

Keep it true to myself, you can't break me

[Lil Rob]

Everybody wants to know what Lil Rob is soundin like

The same way as always, homey, dy-no-mite

They say, out of sight well then out of mind

Well I'm out of sight but I'm in yo' mind and I don't mind

Homey, I'm just tryin to keep with the times

Spit rhymes that are always on time, and try to climb

They wanna hate on me for stupid-ass shit

Pay them no mind, can't believe they're doin that shit

I can't believe they're even cool with that shit

Supposed to be crazy homeboys and talk like a bitch

If you're not - the kind of homey I could pull a crime with

Then you're not - the kind of homeboy I could bust a rhyme with

And you're not - the kind of homeboy I associate with

What'chu got bitch, I won't even negotiate with, shit

[Chorus: Lil Rob]

The more people that love me.. the more people that hate me..

But I ain't trippin I just do what I do

Keep it true to myself, you can't break me (it's my turn)

I'm shootin for the top of the world

Can I make it to the top of the world, hell yeah (it's my turn)

I'll see you at the top of the world

I'll be waitin at the top of the world

[Lil Rob]

- You can't stop me!

I always continue to do my thing

No matter, what you do no matter what you bring

You're mad at me, for what? Cause I'm tryin

to open the door so you can come up too you stupid fuck?

Come on homey, I'm as real as they come

Take a little bit of Pepsi mix it up with some rum

The kind of man to offer you a drink

And hold a conversation with you to see how you think

But uhh, somethin tells me that you're bluffin me homes

That you're not, who you seem to be don't fuck with me homes

Cause nowadays I can see you comin a mile away

And I don't like your style eh (okay)

[Chorus]

[Lil Rob]

- God damn!

I gotta deal with everybody else puttin me down

I've been puttin in work for as long as I've been around

Just because I was brought up on the brown side of town

I rap with an accent and I got my own sound

Ey fuck it homey, I am who I am

One proud Mexican, {?}en mi criste penaten{?}

Lowridin down the avenue, doin what it is I do

Whether it appeals to you I gotta keep it real with you

How could I expect you to respect me any other way

Can I get a "sí mon" (sí mon), can I get an "orale" (orale!)

Andele, there we go

Shouts out to all my gente from here to Me-ji-co (whoa)

[Chorus]

[Lil Rob]

You got somethin to say, keep that shit to yourself mayne

(It's my turn)

You don't like me, don't play it, simple as that

(And, I, just, don't, stop)

(See, you, at, the, top) That's right

You can do what you do I'll do what I do

(And, I, just, don't, stop)

(See, you, at, the, top)

(And, I, just, don't, stop)

(See, you, at, the, top) {*fades out*}