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kid tini - movie lyrics

i hate it when the lil n-ggas talkin reckless man
now i gotta put y’all back in order

[chorus]
cuz my life a movie yeah
my life a movie yeah
i’m glad a fruity n-gga
finally grew up yeah
and like a doobie yeah
i like to doobie yea
and like a fruity n-gga
finally grew up yeah
my life a movie yeah
my life a movie yeah
i’m getting stupid yeah
your b-tch is stupid yeah
i’m where your crew be at
don’t let no groupies in
i’ve got the mozamb yeah
i’m h-lla groovy-groovy

[verse 1]
doin’ the mos’ n-ggas sayin’ the least
you can ask around your city
boy i’m hot in the streets
if you making all that money gonna settle your fees
pay what you owe teach yo’ -ss not to sh-t where you eat
b-tch i’m hightop wavy
f-ck you, pay me
n-ggas turn to b-tches they be flipping on a daily
i got your mans emotional
you can’t shake me
acting tough but looking like a very nice lady
god d-mn, god d-mn
ay tini going ham
and n-ggas tryna match up
tell ’em catch up if you can
baby with the swag
coz they greedy for your bag
got the city on my back
i got ec on the map

[verse 2]
i heard a little birds chirp allotta sh-t
but f-ck a wanna be toronto counterfeit
and you know, i know, you ain’t really bout this sh-t
dead beat dad how i son ’em for the f-ck of it
fill my cup up till the brim
f-ck an optimist
i’m a different cloth yol synonymous
i’m the starter, the famo move like the carters
call em da bigger artist
i call em the bigger target
till they call it or forfeit, i’ll watch em fall like it’s autumn
discussing cheques with ya bosses
i smoke and ash on ya corpses
we not the same we sell to the same buyer
n-ggas will get son’d if you pin ’em against ‘ssiah
writtens is straight fire
you spitting bout rates
meanwhile ya honey paid her dues and i’m who she rates higher
i used to f-ck with the sh-t that you made prior
but now you taking shots and you missing so aim higher
i’m on my ether swag—youngin chill i been a man
so make em dance again
and i could help i heard you need a hand
that might take a minute—make you meet ya maker widdit
careful with my sleeve i keep an ace in it
this groupie undercover made his bed now lay in it
i just got a bag to body bag em like i’m haitian
i’m the greatest—no debating it
and n-ggas out of ideas
yeah i heard ya new sh-t, it sound like death to my ears
cuz when it comes to this rapping yol were never my peers
i might go to west view and make her come from the rear
f-ck around and go to pheli just to show you it’s real
cuz it’s all fun and games till we run up your block
mad cuz i f-cked yo b-tch way before i was hot?
they told me to stop, ya homies call it dope when iss not
they calling you pop, you phoney they just all in ya c-ck
pretoria’s what?
i bet i’ll make that podium rock
n-gga

- kid tini lyrics

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