Ten Toes
Run it up imma take my stride, I'm on go
I could never stop for time, to act low
When the money blowin' high, ten toes
Niggas will step outta line, they went ghost
Speed dial casper line, the Lord knows
I've been so deep in my mind, I tick toe
Ain't nobody givin' the time for lamos
Niggas got loaded 9s, I'm boutta let off
Got the Henny cup, with my shades on
Tryna run a play, when my game on
I'm the human torch, I'm boutta flame on
Stayin' on my grind, she wanna skate on
Gotta keep it rollin' when the tape on
Ain't hard to notice what you take on
Gotta leave the bullshit with the brake on
Ain't holdin' back, I'm boutta take off
When push to shove, I gotta make room
Ain't tryna budge, we gotta breakthrough
Yeah the love is fake, but the hate true
Takes a little buzz to say they made you
Got me solo movin' on a late cruise
Coming out the park, call me Babe Ruth
You be actin' tough around your crew
Seen the mood change when they leave you
True colors shown when it bleeds through
When you cookin' up they want a piece too
It's hard to manage what we've been through
Takin' high steps we never skip through
Let's get it buzzin' got the light too
Had to make it flick for the heat too
Watch how you talk they will slice you
These niggas envy tryna be you
Run it up imma take my stride, I'm on go
I could never stop for time, to act low
When the money blowin' high, ten toes
Niggas will step outta line, they went ghost
Speed dial casper line, the Lord knows
I've been so deep in my mind, I tick toe
Ain't nobody givin' the time for lamos
Niggas got loaded 9s, I'm boutta let off
Got the Henny cup, with my shades on
Tryna run a play, when my game on
I'm the human torch, I'm boutta flame on
Stayin' on my grind, she wanna skate on
Gotta keep it rollin' when the tape on
Ain't hard to notice what you take on
Gotta leave the bullshit with the brake on
Ain't holdin' back, I'm boutta take off
No turnin' back, I be getting that
Mula to the bucks, yeah I need the cash
Talkin' hella stacks, like a Pringle ad
Pullin' up in the cut with a toe tag
Got a few girls you would like to bag
Chillin' on the curb, with a couple packs
Ain't tryna serve, if you don't feed back
We don't need that, nah
Niggas die for anything
I just pray that my niggas have everything
Been workin' all year like we need a ring
They be sheddin' those tears, when the coffin sink
Don't got a lot, but we got enough
Treadin' these waters, ain't gettin' sunk
Liquid emotions, we bottled up
The Lord knows, when our demons come
Run it up imma take my stride, I'm on go
I could never stop for time, to act low
When the money blowin' high, ten toes
Niggas will step outta line, they went ghost
Speed dial casper line, the Lord knows
I've been so deep in my mind, I tick toe
Ain't nobody givin' the time for lamos
Niggas got loaded 9s, I'm boutta let off
Got the Henny cup, with my shades on
Tryna run a play, when my game on
I'm the human torch, I'm boutta flame on
Stayin' on my grind, she wanna skate on
Gotta keep it rollin' when the tape on
Ain't hard to notice what you take on
Gotta leave the bullshit with the brake on
Ain't holdin' back, I'm boutta take off
I could never stop for time, to act low
When the money blowin' high, ten toes
Niggas will step outta line, they went ghost
Speed dial casper line, the Lord knows
I've been so deep in my mind, I tick toe
Ain't nobody givin' the time for lamos
Niggas got loaded 9s, I'm boutta let off
Got the Henny cup, with my shades on
Tryna run a play, when my game on
I'm the human torch, I'm boutta flame on
Stayin' on my grind, she wanna skate on
Gotta keep it rollin' when the tape on
Ain't hard to notice what you take on
Gotta leave the bullshit with the brake on
Ain't holdin' back, I'm boutta take off
When push to shove, I gotta make room
Ain't tryna budge, we gotta breakthrough
Yeah the love is fake, but the hate true
Takes a little buzz to say they made you
Got me solo movin' on a late cruise
Coming out the park, call me Babe Ruth
You be actin' tough around your crew
Seen the mood change when they leave you
True colors shown when it bleeds through
When you cookin' up they want a piece too
It's hard to manage what we've been through
Takin' high steps we never skip through
Let's get it buzzin' got the light too
Had to make it flick for the heat too
Watch how you talk they will slice you
These niggas envy tryna be you
Run it up imma take my stride, I'm on go
I could never stop for time, to act low
When the money blowin' high, ten toes
Niggas will step outta line, they went ghost
Speed dial casper line, the Lord knows
I've been so deep in my mind, I tick toe
Ain't nobody givin' the time for lamos
Niggas got loaded 9s, I'm boutta let off
Got the Henny cup, with my shades on
Tryna run a play, when my game on
I'm the human torch, I'm boutta flame on
Stayin' on my grind, she wanna skate on
Gotta keep it rollin' when the tape on
Ain't hard to notice what you take on
Gotta leave the bullshit with the brake on
Ain't holdin' back, I'm boutta take off
No turnin' back, I be getting that
Mula to the bucks, yeah I need the cash
Talkin' hella stacks, like a Pringle ad
Pullin' up in the cut with a toe tag
Got a few girls you would like to bag
Chillin' on the curb, with a couple packs
Ain't tryna serve, if you don't feed back
We don't need that, nah
Niggas die for anything
I just pray that my niggas have everything
Been workin' all year like we need a ring
They be sheddin' those tears, when the coffin sink
Don't got a lot, but we got enough
Treadin' these waters, ain't gettin' sunk
Liquid emotions, we bottled up
The Lord knows, when our demons come
Run it up imma take my stride, I'm on go
I could never stop for time, to act low
When the money blowin' high, ten toes
Niggas will step outta line, they went ghost
Speed dial casper line, the Lord knows
I've been so deep in my mind, I tick toe
Ain't nobody givin' the time for lamos
Niggas got loaded 9s, I'm boutta let off
Got the Henny cup, with my shades on
Tryna run a play, when my game on
I'm the human torch, I'm boutta flame on
Stayin' on my grind, she wanna skate on
Gotta keep it rollin' when the tape on
Ain't hard to notice what you take on
Gotta leave the bullshit with the brake on
Ain't holdin' back, I'm boutta take off
Credits
Writer(s): Idaly L Faal, Dylan Klomp, Navario Clyde Denswil
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