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PERFORMING ARTISTS
T Global
Performer
Tarik Msaouri
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tarik Msaouri
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
F1ncha
Producer
Jon Cass
Producer
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I see the paper,
I said,
I'm coming
I'm coming
I'm coming
Fuck a hater
I hear the chat but they ain't on nothing
They want me locked up,
Sat in the cell pushing a button
I kept it locked up, sitting with sweets waiting for something X2
Phone still ring in the morning
Put him in a wheelchair Stephen hawking
Need it all sorted
Fumes in the room all make me nauseous
Step with caution
Ass come fat its the right proportion
Cali came in imported
Fucked her once cause she ain't important
Used to reload on 14 grams
Now the reloads worth 40 grand
2 mill cash is the thoughts I had
Ever gave something all you had
Dst on the landing, first one hit so I guess I'm the target
And they didn't find nothing when they searched my cell so they got outsmarted
Can't wait for my name to get tarnished
Up in the trap that's where the boy charted
Mix it with the benzo, Fuck up the market my stones are the largest
On the right side of the m way speeding
Only hit you up when it's convenient
Heart went cold I don't have no feelings
Life gets real when your fighting for your freedom
I see the paper,
I said,
I'm coming
I'm coming
I'm coming
Fuck a hater
I hear the chat but they ain't on nothing
They want me locked up,
Sat in the cell pushing a button
I kept it locked up, sitting with sweets waiting for something
It's a hot summer day in my cell
I keep a cold towel on my head just to cool down
See feds coming in my direction
I pray that the food in my balls don't fall out
And I heard that he buss his gun
But he's got loose lips
So everything's ruled out
Got things in the trap I need to sort out
Fam I don't sleep till the grubs done all out
I'm cold like you turned on the AC
And my lifestyles crazy
Gave her wood and it turned her crazy
I can tell you how I'm feeling lately
Chop it with a razor blade
Ain't been the same
Henny in my cup to numb this pain
Scarred for life when I sliced his face
I see the paper,
I said,
I'm coming
I'm coming
I'm coming
Fuck a hater
I hear the chat but they ain't on nothing
They want me locked up,
Sat in the cell pushing a button
I kept it locked up, sitting with sweets waiting for something
Written by: Tarik Msaouri