TNT

TNT VERSE 1
You paint a picture you want me to be
I made my mind how I wanted to be
Lost in the moment I put down my cup
Found myself now I can fuck this shit up
Everyone's always got their shit to say
Funny how most of them stuck in their ways
Stuck in their ways yeah stuck in their ways
Funny how most of them stuck in their ways
PRE-CHORUS
While you keep on whiling 'bout boys you've been
trying and acting surprised when you want him to be
Saying you love him and you wanna fuck him
but really you should say I'm starting with me
He'll fuck who he wants in your Saint Laurent
And you'll be there dusting the dirt and debris
So pick yourself up
Pick yourself up
Pick yourself up and go get your degree
And after the break up and make up you wake up
just know that the hurt is all part of the phase
Know that we got you and we were just like
you but we can see clearly we outta the maze

Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
While you keep on whiling 'bout boys you've been
trying and acting surprised when you want him to be
Saying you love him and you wanna fuck him
but really you should say I'm starting with me
Bless be bitch who gave
Blood, mud and paved the way
Bless be worn torn
Sluts, jugs that stan the wave

You made a life I don't see for myself
Glad that I walked I did that by myself
Funny how things never start in that way
Now I'm all good and I say it's okay

Everyone's always got their shit to say hmm
Their shit to say hmm
Stuck in their ways
Funny how most of them stuck in their ways

PRE-CHORUS
You keep on whiling 'bout boys you've been
trying and acting surprised when you want him to be
Saying you love him and you wanna fuck him
but really you should say I'm starting with me
He'll fuck who he wants in your Saint Laurent
And you'll be there dusting the dirt and debris
So pick yourself up
Pick yourself up
Pick yourself up and go get your degree
And after the break up and make up you wake up
just know that the hurt is all part of the phase
Know that we got you and we were just like
you but we can see clearly we outta the maze

Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
Pick yourself (yourself)
While you keep on whiling 'bout boys you've been
trying and acting surprised when you want him to be
Saying you love him and you wanna fuck him
but really you should say I'm starting with me



Credits
Writer(s): Tamara Kumbula
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