P.T.O.K.Y.

Never did it from a place of guilt
Only did it from the heart
And now I wear it on my sleeve
It seem like every win is false hope
We pullin at the rope playing tug of war I need em all bleed
You gone have to let me breath before you kill me
I gotta reach my goals before they wishin that I don't
It's a cold world Jermaine told me that
I was busy now the flame thrower back
It get darker round this time you prolly catch me in my black

I need my whip tinted
Lost some sleep but not the vision
Nobody over me that's just how I do my division
Knew
Couple angels in the building'
Sit em down and talk I let em know just how I'm feelin'
Gotta tuck the gold
Shinin' bright it's already shown
Said once you get it thumpin' it's a hunnid thousand clones
Gotta dim the lights, work when I'm alone
Thinkin' off the top, it's crazy how I've grown
Look
Too many problems in the same spot
Y'all be lucky I don't name drop
A lot of goofies on the big scene
I'll let you have it till yo name drop
I don't even know what's hot now
I really call it all flop
Better play this one on Knew Year's
I be ready when the ball drop

Never did it from a place of guilt
Only did it from the heart
And now I wear it on my sleeve
It seem like every win is false hope
We pullin at the rope playing tug of war I need em all bleed
You gone have to let me breath before you kill me
I gotta reach my goals before they wishin that I don't
It's a cold world jermaine told me that
I was busy now the flame thrower back
It get darker round this time you prolly catch me in my black
I need my whip tinted



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Writer(s): Brandon Thomas
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