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Gas smoke or marijuana TZ stay with plenty dope If mine ain't serve your partners Then they probably Serve your folks I been on race for commas I been on race for more I know killers robbin' robbers I know robbers' killin folk They know lil TZ Gon' cut up this song When they turn this shit on Leave a spark in the booth Crazy I got on My grind for my mom and My game from my pops So I'm blessin her too I'm showing love Who had showed it to me? If its flaw I can see I'm exposing the truth I'm a big dog like wherever I'm at I ain't gotta be loud Just to fill up the room Really, I came to clean my mess Leave it really, I can clean my check Water on me, I can clean my neck Ain't no G, big A, G respect The way I step up and Leavin them vex Bean in my bed Like a bundle of chicks I'm chasing paper You chasing some sex I'm here right now I don't care about who next They had switched on me I guess I know now Uh-huh I got give my all I cannot Hold out, yeah Hit the beat it's time to shake the whole crowd, yeah I don't talk no cap but I'm not your child I'm really movin' like a soldier Still gon' fast car whip it Like its Forza I'm tryna stack my chicken Like it's churches Cannot play right Really I got more power Gas smoke or marijuana TZ stay with plenty dope If mine ain't serve your partners Then they probably Serve your folks I been on race for commas I been on race for more Know killers robbin' robbers Know robbers killin' folk Do you expect me go now? You expect me go? When I feel it I'm so close now I feel it I'm so close Yeah, I really been on Ghost Town Phone on silent mode So if you ain't hear it from Twon You know I don't know I need me a coupe To blow out the brain I really want turn this shit up It better be the truth If you speak on my name If not, then you know That you fucked I remember the times That I walk in the rain When no one would come Pick me up But through all the pain I'm stayin' the same Cause I know the Movement is tough And I dont be doin' the bluff You know that I mean it I said it! Some folks Think me better off crushed but effecting me I cant let it I can't let it These niggas ain't Talkin' bout nothin' So they lettin' me know They don't get it So I just been stackin' my funds And went straight in a Whole new direction I been locked and focused Not for you to notice I'ma make this motion Flow like a ocean Smooth, Only thing missin' is commotion Hit like a potion Don't be scared Walk a lil' bit closer Must see, we ain't no posers Tryin' hard to keep composure Pleasure or my problems Measure of my tolerance Can't hide from shit That bothers me But how to say it properly Remove me from the topic Please dig deep Now you're coppin' pleas Cycles of Existence, Exhaustion, Experience and Expenditure Life of one hell of an adventure Venture to the pits of the needs Of my mama, My brother, My kinfolk, losin' control Good days sound like folk tales Only time will tell We aint tuckin' tail Rather make bail Controllin' variables Makin' plays with a scale I've lost my life A few times in my head Took it too far Now I'm starin' at the edge Hand over heart Hurt like I made a pledge Gas smoke or marijuana TZ stay with plenty dope If mine ain't serve your partners Then they probably Serve your folks I been on race for commas I been on race for more I know killers robbin' robbers I know robbers' killin folk