Lyrics

Look, check it, it's TommyGunz
They let me out, i'm back in action, let me show you how
Writing all these raps about my life to make the homies proud
I'm tripping for the south, and foo I promise it ain't for the clout
Crack stars and lyrics for the Sur that's what i'm talking 'bout
I make the hood look good, you never mind it but you wish you could
TommyGunz, that's just my rap name, I feel misunderstood
Step back, foo don't you see me tryna bust the cap
I know you looking out, the homie passed you think I wanna rap
I know that we the hottest in the valley, what you think of that?
Vatos tryna diss me on the 'gram, it really make me laugh
Santa Muerte can't save you from this foo, now i'm on your ass
Left you in the past 'cause it's a team and you can't handle that
Sur gang, don't take that shit from me 'cause homie i'm a G
Me and Demon left you in the dust, it's Varrio SSP
First day out, I rolled a blunt, foo now i'm tryna stunt
Grab a handful of this bitch hair before I bust a nut
Time flying by I never thought ese would come up
I was the one posted in my pad feeling like i'm stuck
Remember when you said I wasn't shit 'cause I like taking trips
Now i'm fresh out and all these vatos really hate the kid
I love the way my life turned out to be can't lie I was a bitch
Just know that i'm the reason she up late and playing with the clit
Tulare County, I made it out that's why i'm talking loud
I ain't never have no mom and dad to tell me that they proud
Now I feel the love at all my shows, foos see me in the crowd
And I don't like to use the word fans I call them homies now
They let me out, i'm back in action, let me show you how
Writing all these raps about my life to make the homies proud
I'm tripping for the south, and foo I promise it ain't for the clout
Crack stars and lyrics for the Sur that's what i'm talking 'bout
Verse 2, I thought about it twice like foo what should I write
I wrote this shit inside of LA County with a little light
A small dark cell with vatos hungry every fucking night
I seen my name written up on the walls couldn't believe my eyes
Remember this, foo i'm a loc' so homie don't get smoked
Don't speak about foos being no good if you don't even know
Don't speak about foos being no good if you don't even
The reason i'm so humble, 'cause I listened when the homies spoke
Written by: TommyGunz
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