H.I.M, the Sage

T.N.T (feat. Abj Majic & Walzz the Wizzard)

h.i.m, the sage t.n.t (feat. abj majic & walzz the wizzard) şarkı sözleri

T's and T's T N T We living free As we can be I'm up the tree Go pree Go pree Simple with the similes Similarities But a different breed Different steeze With my ski Hot with steam Ain't worried bout no self esteem What's the estimate I'm definite Pressing for more presidents Remember we was penniless We was feeling perilous What's the predicate P E R We predicted where we are Come find me i'm with the stars Take a pit stop right at mars Battery with all these bars And we special why we scarce Paint a picture with my scars And they sight em from afar Burning rubbers on the tar Bigger chains and a guitar I'm a fucking rockstar baby I've been riding round town with my feet up Drop top with a baddie when I pull up Now I got em wondering why I never give up I need money need it now run my shit up What would I talk about Money cars or the girls Mummy I'm in the field Your boy Dey hustle real oh Tryna get me a mill I'm open for a deal oh Independent still oh Typical with the feel I be up in their fields Instagram in my reels Shawty think I'm cool tell that girl me too Of course I'm with the movement call me mr me too She said she like my girl I told her shit me too Hop in my ride we fly Wetin you like we buy The way I ball she high Think I sell drugs because My bag been fill up with drugs Skiana you right I'm selling china white Ice froze, rose gold My wrist look like a cold winter I know phyna She been on me since December Like majic remember You made me shake till the break of dawn Like megatron I'm laughing The villain still relaxing Y'all still ain't peep my message What would I talk about Money cars or the girls I got a couple shawties My money like anaconda That thing dey long as hell I got a coupe on my neck That car is what I'm driving I'm fly like I'm a maverick Tom cruising through my city My bitches still eccentric Confusing how she do it I can't complain She knows I love it truly I've been riding round town with my feet up Drop top with a baddie when I pull up Now I got em wondering why I never give up I need money need it now run my shit up
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