Lil Tecca – Our Time (Audio, Lyrics)

Lil Tecca is back with “Our Time”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Jayron.

Lil Tecca Our Time

We’re soon to receive Lil Tecca’s debut effort Virgo World, and until that time comes, the New York rapper continues to share new music. Recently, Tecca gave us his “Royal Rumble” single along with a visual, and now he’s back with “Our Time.” The rapper describes his latest track as “Dancehall Tec,” as the beat taps an islands vibe. While the track itself seems a bit upbeat, lyrically, Lil Tecca spends his time complaining about the stressors fame, including people using him now that he’s developed a name for himself.

This is a common theme for the rapper, as he also mentioned the woes of celebrity on “Royal Rumble.” The 18-year-old artist’s star is continuing to rise, especially with Virgo World right around the corner, so he’s learning how to navigate the industry while also formally introducing himself musically.

Lil Tecca – Our Time (prod. Jayron)

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Jayron made that right)

[Verse 1]
I don’t know what’s goin’ on
I’m gettin’ to the racks, now that nigga call me “Bro” (Nigga call me “Bro”)
Now they pull up to my show (Now they pull up to my show)
I’m just doin’ me, they comparin’ all my flows (They comparin’ all my flows)
And they don’t even know (And they don’t even know)
And you don’t even know, and we don’t even know
I just know I’m ’bout to blow, I just know I’m ’bout to glow

[Chorus]
Shout out to my nigga Vell (Yeah), yeah, you know he from the North
Got your bitch, she on my body and she sucking me on soft
Why these niggas talking hot? Boy, you know that you ain’t tough
Nigga, I ain’t gon’ lie, got me really fucked up, really fucked up
Really fucked up, really fucked up
Got me really fucked up, really fucked up
Really fucked up, really fucked up
Got me really fucked up (Brrt)

[Verse 2]
I swear, I don’t fuck with these niggas (Nah)
I’m tired, I act like I fuck with these niggas (Nah)
It’s like, ’cause they ain’t get fake, I get bigger (Nah)
Sometimes I don’t even wanna get bigger
I remember when I didn’t look in the mirror
Now I see I’m the man when I look in the mirror (Oh, I’m the man)
Are you really the man that you see in the mirror?
Is that really your gang? Did they help you get here? (Help you get here)
And the fit gon’ drip, it don’t matter what I wear
I could wear a Nike sweatsuit with a Moncler (With a Moncler)
And it’s gon’ be angelic as long as I’m here
They say “Lil Tecca, what style in your hair?” (“What style in your hair?”)

[Bridge]
And a shawty on my body, I don’t even want her (Want her)
Real cold outside, I ain’t even gon’ burr (Fuck that)
Found out that some niggas, they be using me for clout, yeah
Pull up on your block, all my niggas gon’ skrt

[Chorus]
Shout out to my nigga Vell (Yeah), yeah, you know he from the North
Got your bitch, she on my body and she sucking me on soft
Why these niggas talking hot? Boy, you know that you ain’t tough
Nigga, I ain’t gon’ lie, got me really fucked up, really fucked up
Really fucked up, really fucked up
Got me really fucked up, really fucked up
Really fucked up, really fucked up
Got me really fucked up