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tealandria – major leagues lyrics

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[intro: tealandria]
you already know we in the major leagues
something lotus and xornd couldn’t think of doing man
none of y’all can think about doing this
boutta put this in my repertoire
made a new album and this will cement myself
let’s get it on bruh

[chorus: tealandria]
put two barrels on it and i hope he don’t blast
made it to the major leagues, now i’m getting all this cash
make a new cd they give it out like its mass
he don’t pusha t, but i got him dreaming bout his past
24 points he throw it up for the mamba
chopping it up, got him chopping beats for the samba
dead on arrival, they call me osama
19 hit up like a flip+o+rama
(yeah)
bro been looking like hе use tumblr
(what?)
don’t even hit mе up if you ain’t got my number
(yeah, yeah)
day dreaming, thinking of the summer
(aye)
what you meaning, i make hits like usher
(what?)
what you meaning, you put people into slumber
(get on)
i make millions, step on, im a hustler
(hustler)
i make the beats while you just a customer
(yeah)
try and write my rhymes, all you is a fumbler
(fumbler!)
i made the big leagues and now i know what to do+
all you gotta do is give me a chance
(yeah)
look at my music, more than a quick glance
hear me out, i’ll cash in all these bands
(aye)
hear me out, put the mic up to the fans
(i’m right here)
once you see my dreams, you’ll realize it’s all in my hands
i make these bands
(yeah)
and i’ll make your girl stand, it’s the big leagues
[verse 1: tealandria]
yeah
feeling like i got ice in my veins, frozone
(yeah)
can’t even look in my face, don’t codone
(yeah)
might cut your laces, don’t think i won’t
(what?)
if that i was you, i’d pick up the phone
(hey!)
put on speaker, i might just want to pick a bone
(hit em up!)
and you might want to lower your tone
cause when i come back, it’s you that’s already gone
(that’s what i’m saying)
right now i’m at my paramount, no plus
(no plus)
greatness undebatable, no fuss
(no fuss)
face this, heinous rhymes on my album, no cuts
if these bars attack your heart, yeah, so what?
right now+
(right now)
perfecting this album to the very last drop
won’t stop being real, until my heart drops
i see the bigger picture now, got no one to crop
because i know what i’m doing now, i don’t want to flop
taking it seriously now
i’ll fight for my spot at until the last bell
wish your careers well
it’s the big leagues, not a show and tell
i got time to prove it
caught the game red handed, just like odell
fame and fortune sign to me like adele
but i got to push em away i want to get out that h+ll
feeling so swell
please, get me out on bail
major leagues now, yeah
[pre+chorus: tealandria]
woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah
if you got talent now
you got to prove it to them
you gotta show it to them
you gotta show them now!

[chorus: tealandria]
put two barrels on it and i hope he don’t blast
made it to the major leagues, now i’m getting all this cash
make a new cd they give it out like its mass
he don’t pusha t, but i got him dreaming bout his past
24 points he throw it up for the mamba
chopping it up, got him chopping beats for the samba
dead on arrival, they call me osama
19 hit up like a flip+o+rama
(yeah)
bro been looking like he use tumblr
(what?)
don’t even hit me up if you ain’t got my number
(yeah, yeah)
day dreaming, thinking of the summer
(aye)
what you meaning, i make hits like usher
(what?)
what you meaning, you put people into slumber
(get on)
i make millions, step on, im a hustler
(hustler)
i make the beats while you just a customer
(yeah)
try and write my rhymes, all you is a fumbler
(fumbler!)
i made the big leagues and now i know what to do+
all you gotta do is give me a chance
(yeah)
look at my music, more than a quick glance
hear me out, i’ll cash in all these bands
(aye)
hear me out, put the mic up to the fans
(i’m right here)
once you see my dreams, you’ll realize it’s all in my hands
i make these bands
(yeah)
and i’ll make your girl stand, it’s the big leagues
verse 2:
got enough money to buy st. laurent jeans
she wanna go to paris and i’ll do what she please
have a career, so i don’t go and sling keys
boutta go and make capital like i’m st++z
stressed out
because i ain’t make enough
boutta make it out, so i can see the+
mona lisa, dolce vita
i’ll do all of it and carry a heater
this ain’t wiffle ball, but i’ll send it straight up
won’t come down till we go up
like that they want to see me fall
it’s pretty ironic that i tell them to grow up
making money like gambino, but nothing about it is childish
they haven’t seen me at my wildest
need an excavator to pile this
i got so much money
i’m gonna need blinders, this is my last wish
i need an assistant to file all these bands
the platinum rings was the equivalent of my last dance
in my parking lot, i got a new mclaren
traveled to the future, i moved on from my past
(bow, bow, bow)
stone cold, never seen me rise
never let them know your next move
cause then they’ll try to drive
like you know it’s all up to me
i am the hive mind
and no+
on this album
i won’t give you any time
like look how far i’ve gone
and i won’t let you ruin it
(won’t let you ruin it)
my entire life you weren’t tuned in
and like an ankle injury, you want to see me rot
(come back, come back)
ever since i was a tot
i knew to be strong when other people were not
and i got you like how kanye got k dot
we like brothers man, all this childish beef gotta stop
(yeah, aye)
because i’ve moved on
i’m up in the big leagues
(on top, on top)
it’s all in the song
(on top, on top)
and i’m done trying to prove you guys wrong
after this i’m gone
(yeah)
i’ve tried to make you guys happy
for so, so long
(millions, millions, millions)
i feel like i’ve proven myself to everyone but me
i’m not good enough
thank me for my service
i’m done
but then i wake up and realize
i run this game
give me my dues and run me my ones!
(run my ones!)

[outro: tealandria]
i’ve been in this game so long
?
they ain’t no me like that, stop playing with me man
so annoying, like i don’t need a chorus
like, what’s a chorus?
let’s start this up again



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