Tweakin

(Hi, I'm Tommi and I'm your friend till' the end, howdy ho, hahaha)

Niggas ain't put me on, I put myself on
You ain't got a dollar, boy, your ass need a loan
Fuck talking bout the work, nigga, I'ma get it gone
I swear to God, I get the tweaking out when I don't make a song

I can't call a nigga real if I know he fake
It's 24 hours, so we got the same day
It's all about what you stack and the shit you fucking make
I ain't even gone talk about all the risk it take

I'll look for you, boy, like I'm Big Worm
I'ma take the spotlight, you won't get a turn
I'll burn your ass quick like you got a fucking perm
Prices never change, swear to God, it's gone stay firm

Everybody can't win, but it's fuck a lost
Hell nah, nigga, you can't get no fucking sauce
If you really want this shit, you gotta pay the fucking cost
I be talking to my scale, feeling like I'm Young Dolph

You niggas ain't bout all the shit you niggas talk
If I really like it, then that shit ain't getting bought
Niggas ain't getting on, how the fuck you getting off
How you run off in the long run, you getting caught

Fiends can't stop banging on this fucking door
I'll pay a nice amount for a nigga lo
If you not selling something, boy, then you gotta go
I can't keep talking to these niggas, better take some notes

It's gone end bad if you think that we opps
I can't beef with these niggas, man, these niggas cops
Ain't no playing, I might just spend if I get the drop
Everybody wanna come around when the nigga hot

I had a hard life, but watch me make it out
I got married to the game, I had took a vow
I can't keep waiting on these niggas, cause my time now
You niggas ain't really talking, really y'all just making sounds

If God take my life away, then that shit was meant
Your girl wanna feel on me, off the fucking scent
Niggas be too emotional, better get a grip
All I think about is money when I take a trip



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Writer(s): Thomas Drummond
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