Targa
Nate Carl
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Look, you want to go mobbin I take off the targa F*ck all the gossip I'm done with the drama Make sure the check has a couple of commas They pay their respects when I'm done with the product We ain't got nothing in common I'm something of substance you're something to dodge And I'm running I'm striving, finessing tonight and I love it Hope that this blunt last as long as my life is Obvious pride but I'm not all that righteous If you got drugs and that bitch down to f*ck then ya'll are invited I'm sipping mixed sprite just to calm the excitement Only the finest I want the money as much as these bitches want diamonds I'm riding they tripping behind it The timing is brilliant, million things I can buy if I keep my position as pilot I know copied flows, obnoxious hoes and constant blows Make quite a big impact From fallen foes like dominos to gods that gloat Complaining might just get you quick bitch slapped Wouldnt wanna miss that Pretty entertaining Shoulda broughta six pack Catch me in the AM Working on a diss track Their verses 2 player They make em' and trade em' get miss matched Know I'll get dome I just hope it sloppy Make sure it's cold when I open sake Came for the dough, stayed for the hoes Taking you over patrone and bacardi The way that it goes, take it whole heartedly When in the zone, nobody bother me Did this alone, nobody father me They think they're better, it seems that they need a lobotomy Weed got a lot on me, heat thats on top of me honestly scary They relating hardly, elate the comedy Debate the topic and top it with cherries This bout as sweet as it gets Stunt from the suburbs don't reach for the tech Hit the blunt and get sucked before bed Clearing my head make it easy to rest, yeah My time is important I find that life gorgeous More when my sight is distored from the line or the orchids My mind will try forfeiting F*ck it, I'll probably die with my choruses I don't need to fish for compliments Find me with a spliff and an omelete Eatin the crib with Solomon Life is good yeah we've been optimists Kick your bitch out she too talkative Crossing the line for obnoxiousness Grinding my concious down slowly Know she a problem with all of the homies Get so annoying we callin her toby You want the wax you gotta phone me You want a tracks you gotta own me If you want facts you should know me It's been the magic controlling me Half of my sanity holding me down The other half stuck in an infinite loop I've been spittin the truth So I have to be proud I've been killing this shit I could give this as proof
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