Tax Em

Running out of
I'm running out the...
They hoping that I'm...
Pass em
The way that shit is going

They running outta time
I'm running out the clock
They hoping that I'm not
Gonna pass em...
The way that shit is going
It's bound to happen...
I'm like fuck it, TAX EM
I know how to play it
I know how to say it
If I send a message
It's gonna get through...

They wanna see proof
They wanna see you perform
I'm like fuck it so let's go to war
They like fuck it nah let's go on tour
Why they tryna put on a showcase
They be crashing out just for fame
It don't make no sense
It don't pay no rent
It won't make a dent
If I put that bread up
Do not try to measure
Do not try to compare
They know that I am aware
I'm not switching lanes I'm switching gears
I've been there, done that
I ain't lose a thing that I want back

They running outta time
I'm running out the clock
They hoping that I'm not
Gonna pass em
The way that shit is going
It's bound to happen
I'm like fuck it, TAX EM
I know how to play it
I know how to say it
If I send a message
It's gonna get through



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Writer(s): Cadell Smith
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