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t.y. - ordinary lyrics

[chorus]
now all i want is paper, f-ck the fame
the way these rappers act imma bust one of they brain
i’m a hustle machine, i could make money out anything
and if you like me, then let me hear you repeat
we ain’t on that ordinary sh-t
no we ain’t on that ordinary sh-t
its jet life til’ the world end, n-gga
and jet life make the world spin, n-gga

[verse 1]
one things for sure when them hoes see that ice
it ain’t no question ’bout it they f-ckin’ on sight
i’m a paid n-gga baby, watch how you talk
i don’t give a f-ck how good you look i’ll make you walk, for real
n-ggas slowed down on selling that c0ke
’cause the laws ain’t playing with they -ss no mo’
you gotta have street smarts if you wanna be a young baller
shop open i’m taking orders
i’m the backwoods smokin’ n-gga
sometimes promethazine sipper
low key fell in love with strippers
highly doubt you could f-ck with me
what’s on my left wrist cost 50
penthouse so high make me dizzy
a all time favorite in my city
gotta stay alert ’cause sh-t get crazy in my city
stick and move, it’s what i do
when i get full of that hennessy i act a fool
let you b-tch slip up really think she won’t
imma get that head out her and bring her back home
n-gga wrist full of stones, my air force 1s say vlone
the unordinary sh-t i be on

[verse 2]
i got the game on lock now, my name steady gettin’ hot now
me calvin and jewelry some thots ma
ran through all them hoes, that’s the reason why these n-ggas so drove
yo’ face show it and you can’t control it
man thats f-cked up
my daddy time gettin’ short now n-ggas wan’ rep
where the f-ck y’all was the first 4 years he left?
huh, i’m just sayin’
guess i just had to wait for spitta plane to land
it’s own now, t.y. pull up on chrome now
i don’t need a n-gga to feed me, ’cause imma eat
imma young go getter, finger on the trigger
nothing like these average -ss ordinary n-ggas

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