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Numbers - Fourteen Lyrics



Numbers - Fourteen Lyrics




Riding in the civic, windows tinted
Riding with no license, nigga f*ck a ticket
14, f*ck you mean
Get this cash by any means, heard Jason sell that to the fiends
With Chris, the first time sipping lean I miss
I couldn't make the team, you diss
The last thing that you'll see is this
Mama smell it on me, I was with the homies
Nothing bout us holy, pockets swole like brolly
Nothing in my belly, Troy loan me his helly
Nothing you could tell me, bitch don't hit my Celly
Hungry as f*ck, all up on me gave her something suck
Niggas owe me, pay me back or get rushed
Shout out to Tony, bought us chicken and lunch
Score with a goalie, bitch I'm still good as f*ck
They thought I was missing, I'm all in my bag, I don't care about bitches
I'm beating yo ass if you think something different
They thought I was trash now they say they was tripping
Yeah they say they was tripping
Beating yo ass if you say something different
Nigga don't listen

I don't need accomplishment to know I'm poppin' bitch
I been out there with the niggas that be out there poppin' shit
I told her I don't need no co-sign, co-sign
F*ck niggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah
I don't need accomplishment to know I'm poppin' bitch
I been out there with the niggas that be out there poppin' shit
I told her I don't need no co-sign, co-sign
F*ck niggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah

I've been out here for a minute
If you start it I'm a finish
Saw my dad inside the kitchen, f*ck
He was sweating, he was itching, man
Told me Tyler don't be snitching
Withdrawals, the wipe give her whiplash
Now she say that she pissed off and I don't need a f*cking therapist
Born to die and I scared of shit
Sis was living in a hotel right next to the Marriott
Family time I never cherished it

Shared a bed that shit embarrassing
Blew the money he inherited

Oh, Tyler keep it cool, heart big like the moon
Ain't no silver spoon, lived with mom in the apartments then we moved
Car got blown up, mom said god my boy so grown up
Said I won't cry when grandma die, then she did I'm bout to throw up
I can't breath can't open my eyes, want to die Got so high don't know what
The f*ck just happen, sold one pack know they think I'm trapping
They be lying man I swear they capping, check yo watch my time so tragic (ah yeah)

I don't need accomplishment to know I'm poppin' bitch
I been out there with the niggas that be out there poppin' shit
I told her I don't need no co-sign, co-sign
F*ck niggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah
I don't need accomplishment to know I'm poppin' bitch
I been out there with the niggas that be out there poppin' shit
I told her I don't need no co-sign, co-sign
F*ck niggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah
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Riding in the civic, windows tinted
Riding with no license, nigga f*ck a ticket
14, f*ck you mean
Get this cash by any means, heard Jason sell that to the fiends
With Chris, the first time sipping lean I miss
I couldn't make the team, you diss
The last thing that you'll see is this
Mama smell it on me, I was with the homies
Nothing bout us holy, pockets swole like brolly
Nothing in my belly, Troy loan me his helly
Nothing you could tell me, bitch don't hit my Celly
Hungry as f*ck, all up on me gave her something suck
Niggas owe me, pay me back or get rushed
Shout out to Tony, bought us chicken and lunch
Score with a goalie, bitch I'm still good as f*ck
They thought I was missing, I'm all in my bag, I don't care about bitches
I'm beating yo ass if you think something different
They thought I was trash now they say they was tripping
Yeah they say they was tripping
Beating yo ass if you say something different
Nigga don't listen

I don't need accomplishment to know I'm poppin' bitch
I been out there with the niggas that be out there poppin' shit
I told her I don't need no co-sign, co-sign
F*ck niggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah
I don't need accomplishment to know I'm poppin' bitch
I been out there with the niggas that be out there poppin' shit
I told her I don't need no co-sign, co-sign
F*ck niggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah

I've been out here for a minute
If you start it I'm a finish
Saw my dad inside the kitchen, f*ck
He was sweating, he was itching, man
Told me Tyler don't be snitching
Withdrawals, the wipe give her whiplash
Now she say that she pissed off and I don't need a f*cking therapist
Born to die and I scared of shit
Sis was living in a hotel right next to the Marriott
Family time I never cherished it

Shared a bed that shit embarrassing
Blew the money he inherited

Oh, Tyler keep it cool, heart big like the moon
Ain't no silver spoon, lived with mom in the apartments then we moved
Car got blown up, mom said god my boy so grown up
Said I won't cry when grandma die, then she did I'm bout to throw up
I can't breath can't open my eyes, want to die Got so high don't know what
The f*ck just happen, sold one pack know they think I'm trapping
They be lying man I swear they capping, check yo watch my time so tragic (ah yeah)

I don't need accomplishment to know I'm poppin' bitch
I been out there with the niggas that be out there poppin' shit
I told her I don't need no co-sign, co-sign
F*ck niggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah
I don't need accomplishment to know I'm poppin' bitch
I been out there with the niggas that be out there poppin' shit
I told her I don't need no co-sign, co-sign
F*ck niggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah
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Writer: Tyler Whitfield
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