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king billionheir - blinkers (t.i.m.g) lyrics

i wake up and i gotta say a prayer
send a thank you to my maker
take a p-ss and brush my t–th let’s count this paper
before my grandpa died he told me get some acres
stack that money young n—a and ball out later
i can’t lie i said f-ck that cause i’m impatient
what you gon’ tell me? i’m fresh out them empty vacants
from pockets aching to spend it, waste it, replace it
i’m a star please don’t shoot me down
never mind me i’m just thinking out loud
you could find me baby somewhere over clouds
if you a hater just move around

they say i act brand new
you d-mn right who are you?
b-tch i’m trappin in my gucci
don’t know how to act in my gucci

when they see me they salute me
ask me how i’m doing, b-tch i’m gucci
ima boss absolutely
paparazzi bring the cameras, it’s a movie
where was you at when i was scuffing my vans
running from jake, stuck in a jam, n—-s wasn’t my mans
n—-s was telling on me, gotta admit that sh-t was h-lla phony
my mother tried to warn me, (my mother tried to warn me)
was outside till the early morning
thank the most high i’m alive and made it past 21
some of my n—-s didn’t
some of em did but they moving different
so that’s the same difference
but i ain’t trippin
gucci slides for the plane so i ain’t slippin
just reminiscing
sh-t i need a minute..
free my brogods out of prison n—a
different day same system n—a, yea

i can’t let these n—-s bring me down
all these thirsty hoes need me now
i’m getting money now they wanna come around
it’s too late hoe, you should’ve held it down (x2)

they say i act brand new
you d-mn right who are you?
b-tch i’m trappin in my gucci
don’t know how to act in my gucci

yea, they falling off it’s time to get in that bag now
winning the race, i’m just over-lapping these rap clowns
it’s a touchdown, when i touchdown
like wussup now?, i’m wussup now
thought we was punting
i audibled to that cash play
pray we don’t crash
you know we living the fast way
even your birthday, can be your death day
so do not ask me why a n—a this way
i’m cautious cus they big hate
they mad i been great
been the sensei, and they need my template
they too late
i switched it up n—a, made a new wave
out here drippin all this water, ain’t no bobby boucher
a brand new day to get paid
out here paving the way
young king shining bright
gucci frames for the face
nina simone on my waist
don’t let her blow you away
i know we all got a date but i ain’t going today
(high)

they say i act brand new
you d-mn right who are you?
b-tch i’m trappin in my gucci
don’t know how to act in my gucci

- king billionheir lyrics

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