tommy-g (ffmg) - like this lyrics
hook (zane)
my momma told me sonny get your money like this
my daddy told me son forget this street life sh-t
my teachers never taught how to live like this
no they never, no, no they never like this
i’ll be here when you wake and be gone when you calling
i come through in the day and fly off in the morning
living the life that i wanted to
and i don’t give a f-ck if they call the troops
verse 1 (tommy-g)
the boy dropped the ball but its back to me
now imp running rings round rap athletes
the game is my muse that’s organincally
cause i’m cranking out hits like a factory
doubting me doubt my sk!lls go ahead that’s fine
but don’t come online and say i don’t have drive
you spent your summer on a beach with some white sand
i was k!lling all these beats and i was married to the mic stand
they saying tommy man you win enough
man i worked all summer just to f-ck the winter up
then i worked all winter on top of that
to say next year i’m on top of rap
now i know a few rappers who might try and diss
but the worst thing they could do is snipe and miss
now i’m locked in my room just writing hits
for a bunch a kids who wish they could do it like this
hook (zane)
my momma told me sonny get your money like this
my daddy told me son forget this street life sh-t
my teachers never taught how to live like this
no they never, no, no they never like this
i’ll be here when you wake and be gone when you calling
i come through in the day and fly off in the morning
living the life that i wanted to
and i don’t give a f-ck if they call the troops
bridge (zane)
hook (zane)
my momma told me sonny get your money like this
my daddy told me son forget this street life sh-t
my teachers never taught how to live like this
no they never, no, no they never like this
i’ll be here when you wake and be gone when you calling
i come through in the day and fly off in the morning
living the life that i wanted to
and i don’t give a f-ck if they call the troops
verse 2 (tommy-g)
you got words for me put pen to sheet
i put pen to sheet fire 110 degrees
you’d run 400 feet for feat that’s a feet
for a fee we compete till alt kontrol hits delete
riding through la gkmc on repeat
how much a dollar cost grow money trees for free
od on tpab
to learn wesley’s theory so they sing about me
closed coffin on your statements
out of whack rappers trying to fake that they’re famous
knew your were faking when i said i wouldn’t make it
like hogan ain’t a racist, cosby ain’t a rapist
you cold i’m magnum i’m real you fake
you gold i’m platinum you meek i’m drake
wanna know i’m charged up to go back to back
zane murdered the chorus we should go back to that
hook (zane)
my momma told me sonny get your money like this
my daddy told me son forget this street life sh-t
my teachers never taught how to live like this
no they never, no, no they never like this
i’ll be here when you wake and be gone when you calling
i come through in the day and fly off in the morning
living the life that i wanted to
and i don’t give a f-ck if they call the troops
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