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I feel like old tayiziann
I feel like old tay
I really been on my shit though, frl frl

Shhh
Haaa
Shh Shh Shh
Haa haa haa

Y'all know what that means when you hear that (Shh, shh, shh)
Twoface coming (Haa, ha, ha)

Most of these hoes, they be faking
Smoking that shit, tryna lower my patience
I live my life like this shit is on rank
Kill or be killed, I care about placement

Get rich or die trying, that's what I live by
Up on the stage look at my eyes, I'm faded
Making a song, off earbuds in the basement
Don't realize her problems, so I'm who she blaming

Got scars on both of my eyes, hell nah, lil' nigga, I ain't never been a ho
I don't follow the trends, I like what I like, I'm turning up with 4FE on the road,
I know that this music I'm making my destiny, why they don't take me serious? I stay in that mode
They just gon' wait till I come up and then gon' support me, fuck it, you know how it go

Niggas be lame as the fuck they be dick riding niggas they don't even know, that shit is so sad
Cullinan, Double R, ZL1 baby, I do want them all, I wanna Maybach
Interior red, the outside is black, back in the day, I used to want a Jag
But Trevor Lawrence couldn't even get me to buy it now, I turn 16 and chased me a bag

They got negative energy, niggas so mad
JB3 wanna AMG, I wanna scat
She keep asking to stay with me, lil' bitch, get back
More and more every day, I think you niggas fags

And it's starting to get to that point where consistently, bitch, I've been bussing y'all ass
Yeah, I'm tayiziann, but I could turn into twoface, y'all pissing me off, equip half of my mask
Ain't no regular artist, I talk to the canvas, the cameras go (flaow), the way that I flash
I come straight out the Lou, so when you hearing skrt, them ain't no cars, that's niggas that crashed

I kicked down me a door and I got me a turn
Riding on 5%, looking like Task
Say, kick down me a door and I got me a turn
For the little shit that I did in the past

If you still didn't get it, I got an attorney
Shout-out that one little hoe that had hurt me
Shout-out that one little bitch that had curved me
Now I'm up a hunnid, cause y'all wanna swerve me

Swerving that whip like I'm Kirby
I can't lock you down for certain, Sherman
Suit on like I am a jury, with a chain on, that be so fucking blurry
Don't touch my house, my car, my jewellery

Most of these hoes, they be faking
Smoking that shit, tryna lower my patience
I live my life like this shit is on rank
Kill or be killed, I care about placement

Get rich or die trying, that's what I live by
Up on the stage look at my eyes, I'm faded
Making a song, off earbuds in the basement
Don't realize her problems, so I'm who she blaming

Hut Hut one, hut two, hut four
Just leave me lone tryna vibe to the song
Focused more than ever, locked in my zone
Catch em any weather, poof, now he gone

Smoking on big gas, big thrax, my shit strong
She keep throwing that ass, she teasing, she turning me on

Oh, I want a whole lot of money, a whole lot of racks, with a big bag check, nigga
You gotta lose all that weight right away, fuck around get your big ass left, nigga
Bitches, they wanting my Bathing Ape bad, so I keep strap like gorilla
Why she keep thinking she fuck nigga free, no relation to Glorilla (At all)

Most of these hoes, they be faking
Smoking that shit, tryna lower my patience
I live my life like this shit is on rank
Kill or be killed, I care about placement

Get rich or die trying, that's what I live by
Up on the stage look at my eyes, I'm faded
Making a song, off earbuds in the basement
Don't realize her problems, so I'm who she blaming



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Writer(s): Da’vonte Channel
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