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tyron - passin' (feat. king duji) lyrics

[verse 1: tyron]
ok my intuition
tell me i shouldn’t be sittin’ in tuition
academics not gon’ get me to the f+ckin’ hills with millions
crystal vision
of my future i’ll be rich dude livin’
rap a sentence, cash a cheque and whenever i spit you’ll listen
won’t just be peripheral sittin’
i’ll be in the middle chillin’
people wanna beef but i don’t bite like i’m livin’ inside a hindu kitchen
but i don’t follow hinduism
not really into religion
i just don’t waste time to argue see i’m on a simple mission
to get through ceilings
ju jitsu kickin’
if you b+tchin’
seen you doin’ stupid sh+t so imma watch you with suspicion
’cause you motherf+ckers is some clowns, pennywise
me i’m all about the money, i’m penny wise
abm i’m steady reppin’ doin’ exercise
making gains yeah we body buildin’ an enterprise
opposition cappin’ they bottlin’ up their many lies
and try to prove they verified
try sell them at a scary price

[hook: tyron]
man i don’t care ’bout passin’ tests i just like passin’ weed
turn that green to ash now life movin’ at half the speed
yeah i’m just an artist workin’ on my tapestry
laughin’ feelin’ free while i’m rappin to these beats

[verse 2: tyron]
try to cross me run into a wall like john
i’m a wizard when i spit it
expelliarmus with the b+tches
i be disarmin’ their defence
’cause i be charmin’ like a prince is
calmin’ when they pensive
like marijuana to their senses
they be wantin’ my attention but i hardly got an interest
’cause i’m too busy writin’ man these bars are so intensive
the weed so loud i had to zip it
it might make you lose your hearin’
cover your ears when i open it
’cause it really do be stinkin’
when you spit that doo doo to the crowd and the sh+t hits the fan
’cause your music h+lla whack you shouldn’t spit it again
yo you know i never fold i deal with what is at hand
man you think you got the sauce but see you missin’ the pan
i got the pot
i been cookin’ you still lookin’ at the recipe
i don’t play by the book i leave ’em shook how i’m a chef with ease
just tryna do good just like i should man f+ck celebrity
status i’m just rappin’ madly doin’ what i’m meant to be

[verse 3: king duji}
see me vibin’ to these beats
runnin’ all these laps yet you cannot catch my speed
i’m a demon
shawty is bulimic
i’ve seen it with my own eyes yet she trappin’ every weekend
i really whip a foreign n+ggas think i got a lease
at the stu with ty he isn’t shy hoggin’ all my weed
feelin’ like i’m kodak but wasn’t born on halloween
yet you know where i’ll be at
smokin’ so much dope i could coach
tellin’ shawty use her throat
match my wave you could drown
’cause i’m the one with noah’s boat
the one who’s chasing bags and the one to split the loaf
while you’re sleepin’
even while you’re tweakin’
imma be the greatest ’cause i’m trading all my weekends
watch us climb the ranks
watch us run like mile
to god i give my thanks ’cause he lead the steps no tile
i never really flex but i have to every while
got this text from your ex and she wanna f+ck me now
ty sent this beat and i told him that i’m down
if you’re joking with your passion then you n+ggas must be clowns
abm the greatest you gon’ hear it everywhere
and every time we pull up b+tches start to gasp and stare

- tyron lyrics

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