If they hating tell em Blow me off
I Love my she love to show me off
Tryna find my balance before it throws me off
Funny how things started turning out
She used to go to school but she twerking now
He used to play ball now he works an oz
12 ain't the only tryna search the house
Started packing he aware what his turf about
10k on my back pock
It's been half a year since my last drop
No room for sympathy on my last shots
Only couple few on my back drop
I'm going 100 tryna crash out
All that small talking get you maxed out
They didn't want to play had to drag em out
My thoughts were crazy shit imagine now
Ooo yaay
South Video (MV)
Performed By: Johnny Tomorrow
Language: English
Length: 1:24
Written by: David Argellies, Gaetan Didelot, Jerome Alban, Julien Perez, Matthieu Beck, Yann Stofer
Johnny Tomorrow - South Lyrics
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If they hating tell em Blow me off
I Love my she love to show me off
Tryna find my balance before it throws me off
Funny how things started turning out
She used to go to school but she twerking now
He used to play ball now he works an oz
12 ain't the only tryna search the house
Started packing he aware what his turf about
10k on my back pock
It's been half a year since my last drop
No room for sympathy on my last shots
Only couple few on my back drop
I'm going 100 tryna crash out
All that small talking get you maxed out
They didn't want to play had to drag em out
My thoughts were crazy shit imagine now
Ooo yaay
I Love my she love to show me off
Tryna find my balance before it throws me off
Funny how things started turning out
She used to go to school but she twerking now
He used to play ball now he works an oz
12 ain't the only tryna search the house
Started packing he aware what his turf about
10k on my back pock
It's been half a year since my last drop
No room for sympathy on my last shots
Only couple few on my back drop
I'm going 100 tryna crash out
All that small talking get you maxed out
They didn't want to play had to drag em out
My thoughts were crazy shit imagine now
Ooo yaay
Writer: David Argellies, Gaetan Didelot, Jerome Alban, Julien Perez, Matthieu Beck, Yann Stofer
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid