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typeone [prod. syko] - no nonsense - syko cypher 6 lyrics

[intro]
git, git, git, get it on
no nonsense (ah) coming for the win (yah)
no nonsense ’bout to get it in (m-th-f-cka)

i love it when your girl calls me typeone
(throw yo hands in the air, if you’sa true playa)
i love it when your girl calls me typeone
check, listen

[verse 1 – typeone]
i got trials and tribulations, testing what i’m making
you a chicken, you a jerk, am i sounding kinda jamaican?
don’t think so, but errybody trending in a way
hoppin’ on a wave, like you surfin’ in montego bay
i don’t get it, but i kinda do
so i’ma leave it there, like some residue
i’m stackin’ revenue, got better things to do
i’m getting interviews, i’m getting introduced
i’m getting sh-t produced, i’m in the middle of this ride
like an inner-tube (splash)
catching buzz like a bee hive
spelling bee flow, blowing up, ’cause my c4 never benign
never behind, in a paradigm, with a pair a dimes
i’m so far ahead i gotta rewind
what about myself though?
represent virginia, riding on that metro
shout out to my hokies, on that virginia tech flow
i’ve been taking shots like i’m curry with the elbow
swish

[chorus]
i do all this sh-t differently (yeah)
i’m making beats, i’m making moves, not in the streets (yeah)
i connect like a missing piece (yeah)
i get the win, it’s in my hands, not in defeat
h-llo to all my haters that i used to be affected by (hi)
looking back i’m like why? (why)
salty mothaf-ckas too afriad to f-cking try
steady living in the backseat
’cause they ain’t never had the vision or the drive

[verse 2 – typeone]
see i visualize, when i’m 25, having 35 ms
like your girl, finally replied
sent a text saying what we doing later
in my beachside dizzy playing smooth operator
with a room full of paper (yeah), and a view that’ll make her (yeah)
choose me, i be robbin’ all these b-tches 31 flavors
she be calling out to god, like he been my neighbor
she never felt this good, it’s only human nature
yeah, i gotta wild imagination
my brain is doing cliffside backflips, for no occasion
i’m pretty mixed like the loud i’ve been blazin’ (inhale)
partly european while the other part’s asian (ahhh)
on some pretty boy swag, and i’m pretty jet-lagged
i’m a fly m-th-f-cker guess it get it from my dad
he’s a pilot, i mean he was
we fly nonetheless m-th-f-ckas
(ayo)

[chorus]
i do all this sh-t differently (yeah)
i’m making beats, i’m making moves, not in the streets (yeah)
i connect like a missing piece (yeah)
i get the win, it’s in my hands, not in defeat
h-llo to all my haters that i used to be affected by (hi)
looking back i’m like why? (why)
salty m-th-f-ckas too afriad to f-cking try (yeah)
steady living in the backseat (now)
(backseat, backseat, backseat)

[verse 3 – typeone]
now you know i’m looking better (yeah)
i’ve been scheming for the cheddar (yeah)
i’ve been writin’ every letter (yeah)
and i keep it all together (yeah)
i’m a winner when i’m writin’ (yeah)
feel the inner me enlightened (yeah)
i’m a sprinter when i’m rhymin’ (yeah)
you beginners better look away
i’m about to spray with the champagne (fshh)
you don’t wanna look if you think you ready
i’ma make it rain with the champagne (make it rain)
yeah, listen

i’ll add it up if you still confused (yeah)
bro, i got the views, and the flow, and the words, and the att-tude
your girl’s an 8, if you add a 2 (scrr)
i’m making moves in the morning, and i’m workin’ in the afternoon
and even then i’m not done (not done)
i do the music and the video better than anyone (anyone)
you mighta made your’s look fun
but at the end of the day you’re gunna hear type won (hahaha)

[chorus]
see i do all this sh-t differently
i’m making beats, i’m making moves, not in the streets
i connect like a missing piece
i get the win, it’s in my hands, not in defeat
h-llo to all my haters that i used to be affected by (hi)
looking back i’m like why? (why)
salty mothaf-ckas too afriad to f-cking try
steady living in the backseat
’cause they ain’t never had the vision or the
drive

[outro]
i love it when your girl calls me typeone
no nonsense coming for the win
no nonsense ’bout to get it in
git, git, git, get it on (haaa)
it’s type
one, m-th-f-cka

- typeone prod syko lyrics

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