Paroles

Yeah (Mhmm, yeah) The movement It's Ty Balla (Mhmm) You left me no options Thought I never would've made it The fuck what was you thinking, I'm poppin' Turn my dubs into w's, I ain't taking no losses Told my n- we gone get it all year, yeah, we locked in You left me no options You left me no options To take all you n- bitches Been really itching to rob somethin' & it wasn't in my plans But I made it out the hood just to come back to the block Balla brothers, yeah we calling them shots If you ain't want smoke Why the fuck you said you was gone pop on em' Like new years eve, I got the drop on em' They like "ayo bro, ty chill with all that rapping" N- this is not that rapshit Well damn as you can see I am adapting (huh) Constipated, ima say some things & I don't care how you take the shit after (yeah, yeah) You left me no options Thought I never would've made it The fuck what was you thinking, I'm poppin' Turn my dubs into w's, I ain't taking no losses Told my n- we gone get it all year, yeah, we locked in You left me no options You left me no options Thought I never would've made it The fuck what was you thinking, I'm poppin' Turn my dubs into w's, I ain't taking no losses Told my n- we gone get it all year, yeah, we locked in You left me no options
Writer(s): Tyrese Gentry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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