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tec – word play lyrics

[intro]
growing up in baton rouge
n+gga, first dream was to be a basketball player
like, i wanted to be like the n+gga kobe bryant
we like a block away from our opps, and we out there in the trap everyday sellin’ dope
them n+ggas right around the corner
you just like don’t be outside right in front of the trap without no rod
trap or strap

[verse 1]
made so many enemies, but why they envy me?
b+tch, we come from the gutter, the struggle makin’ pennies bleed
i was splitting swishes down the middle like a centipede
f+cked a b+tch under the bleachers, told a teacher, “i ain’t finna read”
sh+t that we was taught in social studies wasn’t facts
i was studying and moving blow, the subject was smuggling packs
can’t trust your own mother, it get bl++dy for them racks
bobo put me on apple fanta’s, made it muddy with that act’ (uh+uh)
that was way back in the days when he used to line my taper up
me calling the day, they couldn’t grab some paper, tryna save it up (tryna save it up)
now i be tryna stay away from my savings, it gives me paper cuts
sh+t was a dream, gettin’ paid in my sleep, all i got to do is keep waking up
sh+t no longer my imagination, i can’t make this up
sh+ttin’ on all my classmates, and b+tch, my grades went up
they gave lil’ ray ten, gave me three and lost faith in us
menaces, they labeled us, da said we was made for cuffs (f+ck ’em boys)
but we got blessed ’cause keitha and aretha prayed for us (they prayed)
now i’m obsessed with success, i can’t wait for nothin’
my own ceo, f+ck the checks, the labels cuttin’
made it from hard labor, i wouldn’t be you b+tches slaves for nothin’
[bridge]
see, at first, i had to sign a couple of f+cked up deals
f+cked up boo+koo bags to get the object of this sh+t
if you ain’t got a plan, you ain’t gon’ understand, you heard me?
they’ll give you the bag, but they ain’t gon’ tell you what to do with it

[verse 2]
personal two checking’s and one saving i got with chase
inc with pnc and llc with boa
like nip, this sh+t a marathon, b+tch, it’s not a race (at all)
a minister luwop farrakan, show my people the way
johnny just like barry bonds, i slide to make it home safe
won’t d+ck pull for shortcuts, f+ck it, take the long way (let’s go)
two clips taped together, hang under this long k
they starved me to the bone, i ate alone and scr+ped my own plate
the long face, they face expression when they see the wraith sittin’ next to ’em at the light (skrrt)
it was a long way from home, they had to extradite me
back to the parish, waiting on a bond, i smoked an extra night
no words for detective’s, before i rat, i’ll serve a extra life
it’s true, they still gonna step tonight (yeah)
on the top, make sure my weapon right (facts)
this ain’t from the grave, i’m blessed with life
tec gotta play, like, this is life (grrah, grrah)
ain’t slept tonight, f+ck zzz’s, i need m’s
stacked up on weed, no more pills, free my mind, feel like tems
tell them b+tches come see me perform live, not on film
but the b+tches gotta book tickets like you at the colosseum (yeah)
wrecked the ‘vet, f+cking with my bm
cop a x+6, bought that tesla, it’s electric (electric)
benjamin franklin stuffed in my britches, ’cause my craft been perfected
[outro]
the price of greatness comes with responsibility and you was made for this sh+t
you didn’t go through the struggle for nothing, you always took the lead, remember?
that’s how you got here
keep your foot on they neck, stand up on they chest

- tec lyrics

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