Y Tho? (feat. Baarz)

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Tropicalgent

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Sez on the beat, boy
Playin' both sides of the fence, will get you cut (will get you cut)
There's no sleeping on me, you won't wake up (no you won't oh)
My old ex just hit me, I poof like magician
Drop top in the rain, I pray you won't judge me
It's side effects from the fire sex
I said that I'm sorry for the hearts I wrecked
From the projects, So I stretch
They eye stretch, cause I'm tall
But I kinda hate when the people stare
Sunshine, that's a decent glare
Ex calling, that's getting old
Let me be free, free from loving you (stop calling)
H-h-heart poison with a hangover
We make love while the money piling
Stunting hard they tell me tone it down
That's a paradise with a dark sky
Sunny flow with the money glow
Don't make me see the bad side
My dream car, a Lamborghini
And somehow I'm the bad guy
All we do is drink, smoke, and eat (woop)
Seeing ghosts all in my sleep (woop)
Whippin' ghosts, something new to me
This my planet, gotta pay a fee (dollar)
I remember no breakfast
Now I'm counting money till I'm breathless
Wait, I'm in position for the demolition
I'm a mountain man, I'm climbing up, I'm in position
Subtracting foes, I'm counting money
Baby, that's addition
Cast ya vote, I'm changing music
Like I'm politician
Killing beats, Roger that
I put you out commission
Double-double, triple-double
Smashing competition
Cruising in my Dodge Journey to my Expedition
The way I'm dealing with the numbers
I'm a mathmutician
Making rappers disappear
I'm the last musician
Aye, oh
Y tho
They hatin' on me and I gotta ask Y tho
Oh, shit, aye
Y tho
They hatin' on me and I gotta ask Y tho
Oh, mhm, shit
Y tho
They hatin' on me and I gotta ask Y tho
Why, mhm, shit
Y tho
They hatin' on me and I gotta ask Y tho
Fire the flow, kinda like it didn't work
Nigga, I'm dropping already
Damn it the flow, sorta like damn it the most
Niggas ain't stopping the levee
Life ain't a joke, niggas get shot for the most
So I just hot box in the Chevy
I'm up on the scene
Weed and money, my favorite color is green
Shout out to Delly, I just be high
Look for me up in the sky
I write my name in the clouds like a god
Don't understand how you down, you alive
You should be proud, you ain't die
I put my pride to the side
Like look in my eyes
You can see fire in mine
I put my mind to the side
Like f*ck it, I tried
And I ain't thinking about it till I'm at the top
Everything I spit fire
I spit lighters
When a nigga give, you get fired
We had a good year, yo shit tired
Uber with the pool, my men riding
And they close to pop a pump like Rick Steiner
Your lens bias
If you can't see, I'm Len Bias
But I switch vices, uh
Make it out, that was the first goal
Like I tried to run it, I'm always trying something
Wanted more than money
And I don't care if it's 4th-and-20
I ain't trying to punt it
4th-and-20
Ironic something
Already know where my mind is cuzzin
Rolling on this tree, now my mind is buzzing
Smoking all this weed, cause my mind is flooded
And they be focused on me
Cause my time is coming
Like I'm fucking the clock
And you fucking your watch
Like I put my dick in the Rolex (pause)
Tell them niggas don't slip
Cause the flow wet
Tell them niggas don't trip
Cause your hoe next
Like a trachea
And tell ya bae keep up
Cause we just lacing up
And facing blunts
And baking up
While we waking up
So you better tell your team to keep up
Cause we on the move
And we them dudes
I got your freak with the crew
She booked a weekend for two
And that shit ain't even for you
She like what we gonna do
It's like fajitas for you
As long as we just keep it
Like sneakers we cool
You a fee for the crew
Ay, ay, oh, oh
Y tho
Mmhm, whoa
They hatin' on me
And I gotta ask Y tho

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