T I N T

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Nah can't nobody silence me
Where ever the f*ck I go, I'm profiled
Look at my fuckin' hair look at my skin bruh (We love it)
This shit, I can't take this shit off
So guess what, Ima die bout' it (Yes)
Ima die bout' my fuckin' skin
You can not take my blackness away from me
My blackness is not for your fucking consumption nigga
It's not, it's not
Ok, it's not
And y'all need to listen it's, Like I said
It's ok to be angry
Use wisdom
Don't move stupidly
And get yourself hurt

Look
Shit happens
We live and then we die, when I get high nobody matchin'
I'm livid you online, you on my mind you got me blasted
You a dime and Ima face, I feel like Uzi I'm this Patek
I get Moody I get madden
What you see is what you get but
What they reap ain't what they reppin'
They like pussy I digest
I mean invest I'm 50 cent I been busy
Rome bet I get jiggy but not wit that
Cause' we hoes and we want the paper
Skrt off and then come correct
I'm a boss I'm in love wit checks
She get off when we having sex
Ima god in this Nike tech
I'm delirious I'm depressed
I was furious, I finesse now they curious bout' the cake
I'm wit Seth and them by the lakes
I'm Dave Chapelle I took a break but now
I'm back up on bully niggas cappin' I'm a skully
I don't rap unless its raw shit I attack I'm loaded fully bitch
I'm H&Td I chop the cheese, I profit off my property goals/
I'm a burden B, my mind a hot commodity Hoe
When some shit happens
They immune to the system all my niggas get static
Illuminate the room when we sparkin' this jatic
Eliminate the evil that's makin' this life tragic
I'm Elusive I been spinnin' on
lucifer,
I don't sin I got shooters
My nigga busty like hooters and hittin' targets a marksman
I'm bargain huntin'
I'm swingin' y'all niggas buntin'
I'm ill with the blade I'm cuttin' these coroners
Keep a mask Ima coroner
Cause' all of the realest they move in silence
These other niggas Connivin'
Put those up in ya spine and
They think I'm worried but Ima
Yes man in my prime
I'm never one to decline
My nigga u should do you
Cause' I'm surely do mine
I get money honey, f*ck all that buddy buddy this shit I been quiet bout it
Yo, why they keep comin' for me?
They should be runnin' tryna escape it they stupid i started chasin'
A lyrical combination of Michael, Freddy, and Jason
Got these muk niggas so shook,
Talk behind my back and when I see you might get no look
I untucked the tommy I been saucin' lately like slow cook
Chef Boyardini i should prolly write flow book
And Bitch how this glow look? N
Shit happens, they just mad I started rappin'
I'm really killing shit niggas aint really feelin this
Artistry when I'm paintin'
Illustrious illustration
Of images in ya brain
Be Careful you'll go insane cause I'm
Too complex, they can't define me great
Now I'm 2 upset they can't get by me nah
Jeez, y'all up next and I ain't lined up yet just
Wait a sec and
Watch me flex
All, on my ex,
I'm the main event that's
Keith and guests
So let me check u in i used work front desk
I started cleaning the game and
I mopped floor with the best
My set
Mitochondria powerhousin'
Then shootin' like Eddie house
In this bitch and we flick the wrist
Wit a wisk when we betty crock
In the lab and we sparkin' pot
Wit the fam bans in my pockets
A iphone, wallet
You prolly won't find a rocket but
Man, I got a plan for this country not talkin' county
The best, without a bounty
Bring the iron, Robert Downey
A junior senior only
I'm ruthless just ask the homie he toothless
Punchlines that'll do it might clear they mucus
I'm ill, minded
She chokin' need Heimlich
The bills got blue strips
When I spit
Ice drippin'
I'm dry as a Nike fit
That's opposite my chick
If that's what I get
Then I don't need no bitch
Them bark and I throw stick
Who callin' me oh click
I outta just go sick
My arteries cold stiff
I been ballin' I had kick wit Shauny he knows some shit about life
I don't know shit
My sole is a hole pit
I ain't done i ain't know kris
You want it then go get it I'm grindin' so ma can live nice comfortable no shifts
The only exception is old whips
I love you I don't this
Shit, I love you I don't this
Ant live from L and I'm home sick

The same, the same energy we had
When were walking the fucking streets
Keep that with you at all fucking times
Don't let nobody take away your blackness from you
Your blackness is not supposed to be subdued at all
It's not

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Written by: ANTHONY VERDINI, Tiffany Gaudenzi

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