TAX SZN (feat. TakeOffRay, Yung Rose & DEBOBPE)

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Shorty hit me from a bunch of numbers
I had to block 'em, heart been feelin' frozen
I can't wipe no tears n I ain't lending shoulders
I ain't sippin' spirits, I been living sober
Somewhere in the clouds, needa gain my focus
I could never stone you, specially off the dodie
Po prolly creepin', keep it on the lowkey
I can't see no hater, the devil my opponent
Who could really hold me
Once the plans in motion
Then we takin' over
Y'all thought we was joking
Whole time we been scoping
Competition bogus
I'm from where they mix'n jolly ranchers with the soda
Where it's a lil' bit colder
We see all that faking and all of da posing
They needa stop it boy we got them thangs
Raised up we toastin'
Them boys in motion
Keep it on us when we rollin'
Tax Szn slowly approachin'
Catch 'em, lackin
Hit that boy up
Claim the babies too and get a bonus
Yeahhh world kinda colder
Me and my brothers we rollin'
Tax Szn slowly approachin'
We need it all in Abundance
Money it come in a bundle
I cannot wait till the summer
I'm doing Major League numbers
Told Akademiks he better not post me the Mafia nigga we dunkers
Gone off the Yak still never lack these niggas dying so really who drunker
Shorty a ten and so is her friends they calling me cute but really I'm not
Shorty a trip she all in the whip she reach for the dick she feeling the Glock
I can't explain but know if its pressure
I come out wit diamonds somebody got popped
Ima advise all of you niggas don't beef wit me nigga cause it can get hot
You talk to bitches who gave up ya spot
You talk to bitches we know talk a lot
You talk to bitches who talk to them niggas
Who then come to you wit locations unlocked
Them niggas rats I run wit the clock my nigga no Hickory Dickory Dock
Ion say shit when it come to the cops
He ran down that ally and Ricky got shot
We don't know who or why or what
We just know how somebody had guns
Ion just sit and hangout just for fun
Bitch it's Tax Szn you know how I come
Around yo baby mama play wit yo son
She toppin' me up while I smoke on my Runtz
She keep looking up like she on a hunt
She brought in her double don't do her own stunts
Money it come in a bundle
I cannot wait till the summer
I'm doing Major League numbers
Told Akademiks he better not post me the Mafia nigga we dunkers
Gone off the Yak still never lack these niggas dying so really who drunker
Uncle Sam ain't sent me shit but bills with interest
Assisted living, food stamps we in the kitchen
Social security checks, paying bills with it
Granny say she tired, Mama say she weary
Saveion born with Asperger symptoms
Knew he was special the minute we was clickin'
Told him he'd be the next Elon
They told me I'm prime time, Deion
Raising me was like Raising Dion
Heart got cold please turn the heat on
All I ever wanted was a Pea Coat so I can pee on peons
Had a change of heart
Now I want some land I can eat off, yeah
Big Faith that's what we off, yeah
Can't explain my heart to the simple folks
I just walk with God like Enoch, yeah
Thought living in the world was cool
Had to find my rhythm like Kool Moe Dee
Praise God whenever I feel confused
Cause don't nobody know me like You know me
Ain't nothin higher than the Spirit, I know
Highly favored it's apparent, fasho
These copy cat boys do alike
I'm on God speed He be steering, I coast
And I roll, and I feel no pressure no heat no mo'
Put on a beat ima release on song on me, yeah
Gotta keep Faith that's key
World dependency make you weaker, I know
Reaganomics on my people too long
Tell the IRS when I file my tax I need what I'm worth and every dollar I'm owed

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