
T.M.S 2 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
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I know I'ma make it, I had to take time
When I hit a beat, it's a feeling I find
Six seconds click, we gon' put em on vine
Say that you mine, I won't say that you lyin
No, I'm not holy, this come from the spirit
If life is a hurdle, I know I can clear it
I talk about dependin, they don't wanna hear it
They don't wanna hear it
They wanna break up some names
We, they wanna change on the gang
Yeah, they left me out in the rain
No, they are not takin' the thang
It was you only one that I'm talkin' to
No illusions could fuck up my off the crew
Now they gotta know that I'm walkin' through
Dressed so lean, got me talkin' like chalk and screw
You was blockin' me, now, bitch, I'm blockin' you
I'ma shoot it first, but it's gon' follow through
You don't bother me, then I won't bother you
Got a swag and I feel like I'm kinda cool
Got a swag, so I feel like I'm kinda cool
We ain't duck and smoke, no, we can't cop a deuce
I'ma show you a power-up anime
She want in our life, I call her Hannah Bate
On the road, then I'm takin' your plans away
I'm goin' hip and hate, they goin' hand-in-hand
I'm willin' to fall, I'ma take a chance
You don't care about your life, who you savin' then
Once I got me a fan, had to make it ten
I don't wanna go back to them days again
He was showin' y'all love when y'all hatin' him
I'ma dunk on a bitch, call me Josh Smith
Can't go on givin' it up, no, I'm heartless
None of y'all niggas be on my off list
I'ma feel like the man when I drop this
Work a good thing, you make her heart skip
Put that beam on your back, that's a target
Y'all can't fuck with me, that is a margin
Baby steppin' on shit like we marchin
I can't take it, I'm puttin' my heart in
I can't take it, I'm puttin' my heart in
You can't love me, then
Please don't love me, no
You can't love me, then
So please don't love me, no
You can't love me, then
Please don't love me, then
She don't wanna fuck me, then
She don't wanna fuck me, no
I'm not a rapper
You could just call me an artist
They got me goin' on hardest
Now they're L.A. so they cannot dodge us
Got me hangin' with killers and robbers
Red eye on me, need me a charger
I be runnin' these streets like a jogger
She be blockin' my number, who bother
Not a surgeon, she want me a doctor
Tryna smile, but they turnin' me darker
Why you singin' to me, not an opera
Don't be thinkin' about robbin' me, last stop
You a part of the team, you the mascot
You got me losin' my tracks and my crash, now
I can't give you no front with the cash, now
I can't give you no front with the cash, now
I'm not Future, I got the mask down
If you act like a pig, blow your ass down
Yeah, they try comin' out, but they can't count
That's my blood, we ain't runnin' the same route
Better call the grass, nigga, so
I'm not one, got me bringin' the Drake out
I'm on the way up, but I stay down
I'm on the way up, but I stay down
I can't let you drive me insane
Got me swervin, I'm changin' some lanes
Made a song and I ain't take a drink
Put it in, then I'm takin' the bank
I know you ain't safe where you hang
Start a rap and they say that I've changed
In the club, they was makin' it rain
I'm the one that drop bitches in planes
I was nervous, stop hattin' the pain
We gon' shoot it, I'll let it bang
Think I'm clutch, I got ice in the veins
I don't need you, you not on my brain
Call the techs up, this is my last vow
Got me changin' my ways with the bad child
Got the game on the line, this the last down
No, I'm not comin' back, this my last town
They had to find me a way
I didn't have me no hope
Who was you when I was broke
They treat that shit like a joke
Broke slime, he be wipin' they nose
Play with me, put a hole in your soul
Play with me, put a hole in your soul
Play with me, put a hole in your soul