tinT (feat. Rich Fingerss)

They gone watch me in the streets
Can't decide why you want to grow with me
Is there something that you see
Say you shy on sight don't you soil me
Now show me yeah we are the solar bean
You don't know me throughout my life I change everything
What can I see I'm so blind that I see you outside
Oh my oh baby oh my
New tint baby I cant see you
Outdated niggas they can get canceled to
Get wild with my dogs that's pitiful
Look at you miserable
Racist hundreds in my pockets why you calling it blue
Give me a clue, the money fluke, the love is true
I punish the booth no cap through my tooth
It's a lot to win, ain't nun to lose

Yeah I been searching for the wrong shit we all belong in toilets
I suffer with fits my mind dressed inside authority
Don't throw it don't throw
My heart flowing like a poet I need somewhere to pour it in
Came from that bottom from that floor now I'm flourishing
Real bosses take a loss ima floss with a win
Digging dirt up out my mouth brush my teeth get rid of sin
You a fiend I got fans they yo friends
Picture me white coupe dark tint
They say moneysign where the fuck have you been
I apologize for my absence, you absurd this is ridiculous
They put the comma first I say come again I enjoy the ride regardless
Empty the build up tension that we hiding
Seek for the trees I connect with the climate if you start looking I swear to jah you'll find it
Throw shade now they breaking all the glasses
I wanna go away can't see me through the black tint
I'm asking I'm asking I multiply the masses
They adding subtracting I divide when you capping

Look
What more important the soil or the flower
What would you rather have the weakness or the power
I handle problems and I stand up like a tower
But that don't that problems I don't get devoured in
What do you want from me
I had you put up and you living like you comfortably
And I been feeling all these feelings for a month or three
So I just break it down and roll it in a fronto leaf
I wish that you would say these problems right in front of me
You rather stand right behind me while you just front on me
So why you do that, I'm tryna cop some shit you rather have a new bag
(My wish, my wish, my wish)
My wish
I just wish a nigga wasn't like this
I just care to much I wasn't careless
Girl I want you too myself I'm selfish
Get in trouble with the things I dealt with
I just handle them alone
Now I'm right here standing here alone
Now I'm right but you got me feeling wrong
No lie



Credits
Writer(s): Walter Solomon
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