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Tsm

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Tsm was released on October 26, 2018 by Mixtape Madness as a part of the album This Sh#Ts Ments

Song Details

AlbumThis Sh#Ts Ments

Release DateOctober 26, 2018

LabelMixtape Madness

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM71

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Kayo

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Kammar Henry-Richards

Kammar Henry-Richards

Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

More time, man, step with the chefs

But if we ever grab a skeng in a dinger

And keep takin' 'em shots like bingers

That's a bell to your name like Stringer

Anytime that we step and it ain't a cut true, man, linger

Really tryna leave man injured

Don't slip with your bae when your wonderin' lands like Winter

I roll with ****, 'cause we set it

Man know he ain't a stopper and thinker

Roll with V, cuh he realer than Cinder

Roll my nank through guys big figured

How many times has they talked on the net and got me triggered?

Man just shake down blocks when they talkin' different

I know they must hate A9 and Mazza

That block's bait

How many times have we ridden on camera?

Sometimes I feel like we're doin' too much like Drake and Sampha

It's a green light for them boys that was sittin' on the fence

Cuh they can't stay amber

And if you get seen, then we're rollin' on them

You get touched, same way, don't matter

How many times have we stepped their pattern?

I still made it back to the block after that car crashin'

And how many times have we stepped on that strip?

The 9 gang got bad habits

Numerous times violated them pricks

Round up the guys, step round on badness

Numerous times violated them pricks

Round up the guys, step round on badness

[Verse 2]

I'm my own man, still gang

That's with or without the bros, them

About 9 beat your ass

On the ride before claimin' that involvement

How many times have I stepped in shores tryna get man bored?

Or we risk spottin' tryna get watch poppin'

Like Arsenal, my gunners get you robbed like holdin'

I was told by Shegz

"If we step with nanks, then we ain't gettin' legs like tag"

What you know 'bout squirts on the mains?

Now his arms over his face like a dab

I remember that day with Maz

He lacked put his hands on his waist and spazzed

That boy ran before seein' a thing

It weren't nothing but good old blag

Whenever I'm feelin' chingy

I get right there, they ain't pullin' me back

I remember that day, got a thing off a travelers

We put that spins in a cab

The manna not bad

They just do dumb things in bunches

But on one soft like sponges

There's a fraudulent side to the 9

I got my 9, am I talkin' a Kojo Funds ting?

What you know 'bout dark and the light?

That's hard food, ain't yam or no dumpin'

What you know 'bout parkin' the side?

Cuh it's a leg ride and we're tryna do plungin'

But there's times every now and again

Jump out on a opp on sight like, fuck it

Been numerous events they couldn't defend

We had to leave a pool like Sturridge

My **** just do it in public

Broad daylight, get them car doors bussin'

How many times have we gone no fussin'?

Stepped on blocks, we ain't cussin'

Back them things and cut them

Stepped on blocks, we ain't cussin'

Back them things and cut them

[Verse 3]

Anyhow that we make that trip

We run man down and they run for cover

Just got a court off a pic like Tumblr

Too high, let it burn, like Usher

Anytime that we drillin'

It ain't for a friend, it's a brother

I do this for the guys jail livin'

Ain't seen road till they rid that number

9 gang love get busy

How many times have I cheeksed my flicky?

Firm that, stop

Hope it don't drop while gettin' searched by piggies

On a move or on the lot like Pixie

Ain't worth the job if it's small like Biggie

Other side lurkin', I ain't too picky

Catch you with them and it's smoke like chimneys

Man done a lurky once, didn't see a thing

Step back around in an hour

Heard they got guns

Lookin' at my bro, did he just let it ring?

It ain't real, cuh surely it woulda been louder

How many times we try pull up with stealth?

They clock, man, then we turn bad boys cowards

I'm lookin' at my opp, like stop, man

I'm tryna leave a pool like a Scouser

I feel to slow things down

Just get these pounds

But a man wanna draw me out

You never stepped tryna leave man slouched

Overreact, don't attack with mouths

Ain't gotta do much, something's gotta get touched

We take it sofa, no couch

Attempts to secure that bag over here

And more time, I don't mind how

Written by: Kammar Henry-Richards

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