Baby I just landed
Not even a bit romantic
When I asked what her ethnicity
She told me that it was spanish
9500 is my family my nigga I'm really branded
I wake up and see a lord
When i'm lookin i'm my reflection
When I need to make some heat
Hit up nunu like a book a session
I ain't bouta repeat myself
I'm bouta teach em a lesson
She loving the chocolate skin
I know she love my complexion
Real G's move in silence
I'm sliding without detection
See I knew that i was gifted by the time that i was 7
And I knew that I had to get it when i was bout 11
I'm a west coast lord
My presence alone is heaven sent
Tango how you doin
Feelin good i'm doin excellent
And the words that i'm spittin
Hold more weight than elephant
I don't want these niggas bitches
I want dead presidents
I had to take some losses
But it put me in my element
If i do end up with yo girlfriend i'm on some extra shit
She screaming loud, her back bent
It's looking like the exorcist
Put that ink up on yo skin just like motha fuccin tattoo
Shorty suck the dust up off my tip just lima vacuum
Imma send her home
When i found out what that bac do
I put on some music cause i need sumn to crack to
It's two bitches in the house then nigga
I'm gon crack two
If my homie with it, tell him pull up
He gon crack too
You smoke with yo mama
It look like she smokin crack too
Scabs all down her neck
And she speak to me wit a cracked tooth
Baby I just landed
Not even a bit romantic
When I asked what's her ethnicity
She told me it was spanish
9500 is my family my nigga I'm really branded
I wake up and see a lord
When i'm lookin in my reflection
And I gotta keep on grinding
Even if they try to get me hurt
My light gon keep on shining cause
I know you niggas gettin worse
I was built for rapping bitch
I know that imma come in first
Imma grind to be the greatest
Till the day they lay me in the dirt
Summer 16 they put my cousin on a shirt
I'm not cocky, I'm just poppin
And bitch I just know my worth
The way that i articulate a blessing and a curse
Used to pull up to school 2nd period
30 minutes late
Ain't no student parking so
I go around and hop the gate
I park the 'burban in the teacher lot
I hope nobody snitchin
Security guard saw me hop the gate
Now they bitchin
Plus they already want me to stay
And serve my lunch detentions
Cause of all the times I'd over sleep
And catch me slippin
Haters know that Imma win
So they'll do anything to hurt me
But Imma keep on balling
Even if they take my jersey
Yo girlfriend like my skintone
I look just like a hershey
If you wanna stop me
Then I guess you gotta murk me
I know that she want me but
She do not deserve me
When the opposition closin in imma still emerge
My mama bouta like this song
I'm tryin not to curse
I lost my homie jordan
So i write my dawg a verse
And I wanna see my grannies
But they no longer on earth
My daddy lost his mama
Before she could see my birth
September Fifth when I was born
They named me after Her
21 days later my mama went bac to work
So when I make a mill it'll all be goin to her!
And she lost her mama too
So she tell me to go church
Praying to both my grannies
Hoping life don't get no worse
T4NGO - A$thma Lyrics
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Baby I just landed
Not even a bit romantic
When I asked what her ethnicity
She told me that it was spanish
9500 is my family my nigga I'm really branded
I wake up and see a lord
When i'm lookin i'm my reflection
When I need to make some heat
Hit up nunu like a book a session
I ain't bouta repeat myself
I'm bouta teach em a lesson
She loving the chocolate skin
I know she love my complexion
Real G's move in silence
I'm sliding without detection
See I knew that i was gifted by the time that i was 7
And I knew that I had to get it when i was bout 11
I'm a west coast lord
My presence alone is heaven sent
Tango how you doin
Feelin good i'm doin excellent
And the words that i'm spittin
Hold more weight than elephant
I don't want these niggas bitches
I want dead presidents
I had to take some losses
But it put me in my element
If i do end up with yo girlfriend i'm on some extra shit
She screaming loud, her back bent
It's looking like the exorcist
Put that ink up on yo skin just like motha fuccin tattoo
Shorty suck the dust up off my tip just lima vacuum
Imma send her home
When i found out what that bac do
I put on some music cause i need sumn to crack to
It's two bitches in the house then nigga
I'm gon crack two
If my homie with it, tell him pull up
He gon crack too
You smoke with yo mama
It look like she smokin crack too
Scabs all down her neck
And she speak to me wit a cracked tooth
Baby I just landed
Not even a bit romantic
When I asked what's her ethnicity
She told me it was spanish
9500 is my family my nigga I'm really branded
I wake up and see a lord
When i'm lookin in my reflection
And I gotta keep on grinding
Even if they try to get me hurt
My light gon keep on shining cause
I know you niggas gettin worse
I was built for rapping bitch
I know that imma come in first
Imma grind to be the greatest
Till the day they lay me in the dirt
Summer 16 they put my cousin on a shirt
I'm not cocky, I'm just poppin
And bitch I just know my worth
The way that i articulate a blessing and a curse
Used to pull up to school 2nd period
30 minutes late
Ain't no student parking so
I go around and hop the gate
I park the 'burban in the teacher lot
I hope nobody snitchin
Security guard saw me hop the gate
Now they bitchin
Plus they already want me to stay
And serve my lunch detentions
Cause of all the times I'd over sleep
And catch me slippin
Haters know that Imma win
So they'll do anything to hurt me
But Imma keep on balling
Even if they take my jersey
Yo girlfriend like my skintone
I look just like a hershey
If you wanna stop me
Then I guess you gotta murk me
I know that she want me but
She do not deserve me
When the opposition closin in imma still emerge
My mama bouta like this song
I'm tryin not to curse
I lost my homie jordan
So i write my dawg a verse
And I wanna see my grannies
But they no longer on earth
My daddy lost his mama
Before she could see my birth
September Fifth when I was born
They named me after Her
21 days later my mama went bac to work
So when I make a mill it'll all be goin to her!
And she lost her mama too
So she tell me to go church
Praying to both my grannies
Hoping life don't get no worse
Not even a bit romantic
When I asked what her ethnicity
She told me that it was spanish
9500 is my family my nigga I'm really branded
I wake up and see a lord
When i'm lookin i'm my reflection
When I need to make some heat
Hit up nunu like a book a session
I ain't bouta repeat myself
I'm bouta teach em a lesson
She loving the chocolate skin
I know she love my complexion
Real G's move in silence
I'm sliding without detection
See I knew that i was gifted by the time that i was 7
And I knew that I had to get it when i was bout 11
I'm a west coast lord
My presence alone is heaven sent
Tango how you doin
Feelin good i'm doin excellent
And the words that i'm spittin
Hold more weight than elephant
I don't want these niggas bitches
I want dead presidents
I had to take some losses
But it put me in my element
If i do end up with yo girlfriend i'm on some extra shit
She screaming loud, her back bent
It's looking like the exorcist
Put that ink up on yo skin just like motha fuccin tattoo
Shorty suck the dust up off my tip just lima vacuum
Imma send her home
When i found out what that bac do
I put on some music cause i need sumn to crack to
It's two bitches in the house then nigga
I'm gon crack two
If my homie with it, tell him pull up
He gon crack too
You smoke with yo mama
It look like she smokin crack too
Scabs all down her neck
And she speak to me wit a cracked tooth
Baby I just landed
Not even a bit romantic
When I asked what's her ethnicity
She told me it was spanish
9500 is my family my nigga I'm really branded
I wake up and see a lord
When i'm lookin in my reflection
And I gotta keep on grinding
Even if they try to get me hurt
My light gon keep on shining cause
I know you niggas gettin worse
I was built for rapping bitch
I know that imma come in first
Imma grind to be the greatest
Till the day they lay me in the dirt
Summer 16 they put my cousin on a shirt
I'm not cocky, I'm just poppin
And bitch I just know my worth
The way that i articulate a blessing and a curse
Used to pull up to school 2nd period
30 minutes late
Ain't no student parking so
I go around and hop the gate
I park the 'burban in the teacher lot
I hope nobody snitchin
Security guard saw me hop the gate
Now they bitchin
Plus they already want me to stay
And serve my lunch detentions
Cause of all the times I'd over sleep
And catch me slippin
Haters know that Imma win
So they'll do anything to hurt me
But Imma keep on balling
Even if they take my jersey
Yo girlfriend like my skintone
I look just like a hershey
If you wanna stop me
Then I guess you gotta murk me
I know that she want me but
She do not deserve me
When the opposition closin in imma still emerge
My mama bouta like this song
I'm tryin not to curse
I lost my homie jordan
So i write my dawg a verse
And I wanna see my grannies
But they no longer on earth
My daddy lost his mama
Before she could see my birth
September Fifth when I was born
They named me after Her
21 days later my mama went bac to work
So when I make a mill it'll all be goin to her!
And she lost her mama too
So she tell me to go church
Praying to both my grannies
Hoping life don't get no worse
Writer: Tyrese Tillman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid