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tyc132 - numbers lyrics

ever look at the sky and wonder where you’re really really headed
i apologize for my past i got big headed
your girls a big spender
we went home got big headed
once again im so sorry im a go getter
i pitched a no hitter
rolled a bat with no splinters
headed to the bank
to see what i been spending
icy weed, something looking like cold lettuce
plots get twisted if your acting on some b-tch sh-t
on paved road yeah im smooth like that
whats the problem i got options if theyre taxing yeah
backwards with that check something like a newport pack
deniro blinded, one track minded count some cash then crash
got some weed in my stash
f-ck them double packs
grab a box of blunts
im not with all that
running to the store every time i wanta pack
yeah

i got dude talking bout some money
told him pump the breaks
talk to me bout something
talk to me bout something

and i got dude talking bout some money
told him pump the breaks
talk to me bout something

on the right path, got me on the wrong route
making cash fast, coming by your girl house
my exhale is looking like a storm cloud
my blunt rolled smelling like a wet hound
told me slow down
music kept bumping
now im buying pounds
for something next to nothing
arrogant
where he went
make some sense
tell your friends
looser threads
in the wind
fall apart
in the end
colder than
shivering
lay him flatter
than a back
sell a pack
then take it back
halfway through
let him do all that
coming from a place where anything comes from something
and something comes from nothing
so ill stay plotting
cuz i keep it twisted, head up
i been dun im fed up
like my ribs showing
looking grill mark
sharper than a blowdart
they chose me like appoint
jaw jacking adolescents
leave me no choice
like

- tyc132 lyrics

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