Hombre
Timothy
Timo- Tim- Tim-
Timothy
Huh
Just needa be real with myself
Hooking my lighter it's clipped to my belt
Moving too loud needed stealth
Obsessed with the numbers my family need wealth
This shit it got layers lil dude
We all just a different type player lil dude
Got bike call her Slater it true
I'm switching the gears see you later I'm through
I'm through getting used I'm done using you
See how you move I only speak truth
But you just do the same nigga we one
I got my lil dame shorty she fun
Scratching my hair while I stress over funds
Better beware of my niggas we done
Lacking and taking yo shit
Dee nigga just hate how I'm still with da shits
I'm down for the fuckery
Turnin your life around like you Chris Tuckerin
Niggas impatient can stand alla buffering
But I grew up on the net I'm not suffering uh
Raised inna black belt I seen alla hate
Mama just wanna escape every state
Bawlin wherever I go man it's fake
Nothing to give but I guess it was fate
Now I got shit on me and it's not real
Nigga delusional seeing a meal
Eyes onna sky I only see teal
Can't tell niggas shit cuz ik they gon squeal
Know they gon squeal dee nigga b porky
She wanna fuck wit me cuz I look dorky
Sealin this shit lil nigga I'm corky
I like the shorties with lore that be quirky
Timo- Tim- Tim-
Timothy
Huh
Just needa be real with myself
Hooking my lighter it's clipped to my belt
Moving too loud needed stealth
Obsessed with the numbers my family need wealth
This shit it got layers lil dude
We all just a different type player lil dude
Got bike call her Slater it true
I'm switching the gears see you later I'm through
I'm through getting used I'm done using you
See how you move I only speak truth
But you just do the same nigga we one
I got my lil dame shorty she fun
Scratching my hair while I stress over funds
Better beware of my niggas we done
Lacking and taking yo shit
Dee nigga just hate how I'm still with da shits
I'm down for the fuckery
Turnin your life around like you Chris Tuckerin
Niggas impatient can stand alla buffering
But I grew up on the net I'm not suffering uh
Raised inna black belt I seen alla hate
Mama just wanna escape every state
Bawlin wherever I go man it's fake
Nothing to give but I guess it was fate
Now I got shit on me and it's not real
Nigga delusional seeing a meal
Eyes onna sky I only see teal
Can't tell niggas shit cuz ik they gon squeal
Know they gon squeal dee nigga b porky
She wanna fuck wit me cuz I look dorky
Sealin this shit lil nigga I'm corky
I like the shorties with lore that be quirky
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Writer(s): Timothy Bright
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