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ty'ron (allmfmg) - thank god / hold on lyrics

[chorus]
look, i eat fear, sh+t wins
flush money, go eat again
thank god for metabolism
i treat rap like cannibalism
thank god

[verse 1]
ty’ron don’t trap, he mogul
catch four bodies, one vocal
’til i get white remy promo
it’s hennessy straight in the solo
look, i eat fear, sh+t wins
flush money, go eat again
thank god for metabolism
i treat rap like cannibalism
new hova, alphabet boy, mfmg, i’m corporate
real ones stay blessed, on god, some of these m+th+f+ckas fortunate
you’ll be never be plugged in like this
i don’t give a f+ck how many cords you get
i don’t givе a f+ck what the chorus is
all my verses bring thе corpses in
of course it is, the ego+driven
with leagues of women, egregious linen
n+ggas smoking that eco+friendly
i smoke mics when i’m speaking in ’em
tell the beat, i’m sorry, it had to die
i own the flight, i had to fly
i’m maga, my flow on flakka
mid+flight mafia, f+ck is we mobstas?
power and profits, stir up pasta
i pop up, vip potna
you can’t stop us, my whole thing proper
everything legit, sweat no coppa
my tier toppa, i’m near big poppa
n+ggas not hotta, this sh+t’s awkward
[chorus]
(naw, you can’t avoid me, believe that)
look, i eat fear, sh+t wins
flush money, go eat again
thank god for metabolism
i treat rap like cannibalism
thank god
(for some reason you convinced yourself you ain’t gotta see me or get passed me)
(that’s crazy to me, right)

[verse 2]
i’m from here but the broad ain’t
my bars treat you like shawshank
these n+ggas tried to play big bank
but i feel funny at a small bank
throw one shot and i can’t stop bussing
tell my mama i can’t stop cussing
tell these n+ggas they can’t stop nothing
you can tell by now that i can’t stop hustling
i need mo’ money, i need mogul money, i need braille money
you ain’t even gotta see it, you got a feeling
you know it’s there money
my temper bad, i need bail money
i’m sure money, can’t fail money
i got petty money for pretty much anybody who never really cared for me
opioid crisis flow, america trying to see the pharm in it
she love you, she just f+ck me, don’t you see the charm in it?
got so many tricks up my sleeve, it’s hard to see my arm in it
but they blinded, fine b+tch
stand+out n+ggas don’t hold the line b+tch
[talking]
hold on, hold on, i thought you had the answers
whoa, whoa, whoa, i thought you had the hoes
whoa, i thought you had all this swag
i thought you had all this sh+t
you too broke to be who you think you are
who you tell us you are
what the f+ck are you doing mayne?

[verse 3]
hold on, hold on
yo b+tch recognize my cologne
my drip game on flood status
hold on, turn ya’ll boats on
cause i’m so on…so on
my print turning her throat on
my smile turning her choch’ on
so forth and so on
so um, be informed
i’ll be king as we concerned
it’s me and doe b on a ouija board
wondering who the f+ck ya’ll reaching for
you never close
salty, salty, that’s unhealthy
every time i hold up the remy, these n+ggas never toast me
king daddy, i’m the ting now
my freak hoes get freaked out
robin hood to robin leach, yah
i’m working on getting minked out
making waves at a beach house
gag orders, no leak out
i’m grabbing ass with the pinky out
couple pieces, bling blaw
big tymer, get my roll on
let the sleeves hang, get my stroll on
got a hand of god, you can’t fold on
don’t play with me, n+gga, gone on
i made the sh+t, run the sh+t, rap the sh+t
with facts and sh+t
when you adding it, actually…
i’m not a rapper, i’m a activist
mentally, i’m barack in this
lyrically, i’m activis
they would sell out if they could package this
i cause madness in the brackets
y’all can’t see my savageness
insecure, you see arrogance
all this sh+t, i’ma master it
all i’m owed, i’m taxing it
thank god
[outro]
i can’t even be mad
i got so many m+th+f+cking fans and frenemies
it’s crazy
you look a m+th+f+cka right in the eye and talk to ’em
and be straight up, all they can feel is
all they can do is be crooked, they can’t even feel it
they ain’t got no f+cking feelings, so i wouldn’t even say feel me no more
it’s just watch me
it ain’t t+y, it’s tv, just watch me
y’all really think y’all on my level
y’all really think i’m below your level
either one of them is crazy to me
i spit better, i know better, i do better
f+ck better, earn better
you better realize who i am
i don’t really talk like this, cause you know what i’m trying to be
you know +sigh+
let me stop, let me stop, this ain’t good pr
this ain’t good for it
just know…can’t f+ck with me
ever
baybeeehhhh

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