Tiger Woods

Tiger woods I'm gonna go far
Hit with a driver go in the cart
Fly like a birdie I don't give no pars
I'm fly like a kite, private class
Students for my seminar
Left school life hits hard
I can preach my words from Marge
Diamond pearls hit hard
Come through like a g6
Back on my black eyed pea ish
Engineers tired, give me clean mix
Candy sweet, let me pick
Ash on seats, clean them quick
I will change the way we live
Vitamin C, I'll give you splits
Gotta stay humble that's my tip

Coming through the trenches gave me wet feet
When I'm done they all wanna be my bestie
I'm a top boy, got the right team
Jealous of me, you don't get paid to speak about me
Hypocrites are arseholes no response I peep
Fly away leave me to pray for my (dreams)
Can't cope with the mileage I miss out on sleep
She give me head I'm a hairstylist no teeth
She my g, like Mercedes
Carry my dough, invest in all ways
The only plantation I hold is wheat
Four pockets full are on a big wave
My podium keep forward never look behind
Today with a vision I know my place
Meek Milly said one good year can change your life
Never wanna give up that's for no brains
Mmmm
I stick to my self, can't party if I haven't achieved yeah
I'm too serious can't stay happy one day of the week yeah
I pray everyday to see positivity yeah
I'll give you a smile inside I'm weak

Tiger woods I'm gonna go far
Hit with a driver go in the cart
Fly like a birdie I don't give no pars
I'm fly like a kite, private class
Students for my seminar
Left school life hits hard
I can preach my words from Marge
Diamond pearls hit hard
Come through like a g6
Back on my black eyed pea ish
Engineers tired, give me clean mix
Candy sweet, let me pick
Ash on seats, clean them quick
I will change the way we live
Vitamin C, I'll give you splits
Gotta stay humble that's my tip

Hundreds of countries, multiple visas
Travel tour life I'm not silent blow speakers
I got tunnel vision hope my mind can keep up
I react like woah I'm too hard they can't beat us
We prepared before buzzer beaters
I ain't no rap devil with a light machine gun
I wanna hater front row to be shun
Shaking their heads my music they love
Why you acting rough, deep down I know you love
We from the same city, you can't hang with us
We'll be at the top, be no bottom of the bus
I'm a young thug some things are just for fun
Ex had a dirty mouth it need bleaching
I'm getting this money, you need to be cleaning
You've never been shy, so you ain't good at keeping
You got a scary side trick or treating



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Writer(s): Dominic Langley
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