TB. - 4me

Private

You know its tough when, no one believes in you
And no one thinks you got it like that
(Yeah, Yeah, Ice on my neck this is real I do not care how you feel)
(Sadboy)
Imma show 'em, TB., Sadboy, Yeah

Look, Yeah
I get these benny's for real I get these hunny's for real
Ice on my neck yes it's real I do not care how you feel
I might go take a vaca to Brazil all I can eat gourmet meals
My music giving your girl all the chills she wanna ride with a real
I walk around with a double cup
Shit floating around like a rubber duck
I tell you that I can not fall in love
I only love the man thats up above
I only stay winning no time to lose
Hunnids of hours to pick and choose
Only say real shit up in the booth
I hide from you haters like peek-a-boo

Gucci flip flops on a tropic island
I'm staying private so you can not find me
Hit the blunt straight to my face I'm flying
Im by myself and its so satisfying
Gucci flip flops on a tropic island
I'm staying private so you can not find me
Hit the blunt straight to my face I'm flying
Im by myself and its so satisfying

Gotta keep going straight up in my salary
Money gain weight like it's taking in calories
Thank god for blessing me like I got allergies
I keep on charging myself like a battery
Running so fast I think Im on a track
Got a good girl but she looking so bad
I'm staying focused she keeps me in tacked
Buy her some diamonds so she can go brag
Might go buy momma a Louis V bag
I know my dad always wanted a Jag
No fancy color he want it in black
Maybe one day I can go and do that
They say TB. I think you falling off
That can't be true if you playing this song
It's even worse if you singing along
That means this whole time your bitch ass was wrong, Woah

Gucci flip flops on a tropic island
I'm staying private so you can not find me
Hit the blunt straight to my face I'm flying
Im by myself and its so satisfying
Gucci flip flops on a tropic island
I'm staying private so you can not find me
Hit the blunt straight to my face I'm flying
I'm by myself and its so satisfying

I think I should watch my back
Cause all of you acting so wack
I cant sit down and relax
I gotta get all this cash
I gotta get in my bag
I cannot deal with no hoes
If they talk shit let 'em go
I cannot let 'em come close
This is the life that I chose
Paparazzi tell ya pose, So I just pose
Hop in my Lambo and go
I hit the blunt and you know
Feeling high from head to toe
I gotta get me some more
You don't know how bad I want record labels
We came from struggling now we are stable
Seeing my momma cry that shit is fatal
I gotta spread this cash right on the table now

I get these benny's for real I get these hunny's for real
Ice on my neck yes it's real I do not care how you feel
I might go take a vaca to Brazil all I can eat gourmet meals
My music giving your girl all the chills she wanna ride with a real

Gucci flip flops on a tropic island
I'm staying private so you can not find me
Hit the blunt straight to my face I'm flying
Im by myself and its so satisfying
Gucci flip flops on a tropic island
I'm staying private so you can not find me
Hit the blunt straight to my face I'm flying
Im by myself and its so satisfying



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Writer(s): Tb.
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