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tbjdakid - 14 Lyrics



tbjdakid - 14 Lyrics




Just got a penny can't even scrape up a Lincoln
Dreams to ball like Tony Montana our brains syncing
My lifestyle don't fit the profiles of links on LinkedIn
Sitting thinking that the trap gon bring us to an extinction
They told me I gotta ball with perfection
Cus after that or rapping they leave us with 1 profession
2 confessions 3 grams won't leave you flexing
But 4 years at hard knock u might earn some lessons
I want that Jackson 5 profit in my pocket
Ain't tryna be the plug I'd rather be the whole socket
Won't need another man for bands when I make deposits
So I plan to get 6 with my hands like Tyler Locket
Wanna rock Amiri 7 days of the week
They say it pays to feed the streets but they just prey on the weak
While I'm just praying for a jeep wit two 8s in the seats
And in my reach I'll keep two 9s on the side like I cheat
I wouldn't worry bout a snake that's tryna tattle
Can't let Judas hang around us won't bring Lynch out to Seattle
But I'm baffled how'd this serpent slither in my castle
Cus 10 times out of 10 you know a snake gon hide its rattle
Could put 11 on the field nah they ain't touching turf
This that green work that they step on take you off this earth
I'd have soldiers you got groupies that just fight to flirt
Mane I'd have boobies dripped in Gucci that'll come rob yo purse
I'd put a 12th man on the corner call him Richard Sherman
Watch his pack flip like Livvy Dunne while he stack his earnings
Take his racks to laundromats then we get to splurging
No going back once you move that sack it ain't no returning
Earned Odell's contract at 13 but then he feared a raid
Feared eyeballing a badge that matched the catcher for slaves
But this paper my master so since these vapors pay
I'll keep this half on my back like DK onna fade

Before I die I wanna buy mom's a roof
I think my OG lied he flipped his work and the truth
Mane the game came disguised as a chain wit a noose
So here's 13 reasons why my pain get slain in the booth
I might be dead by the time that my music drop
Got a drop dead bunny always feining for some rock
She do me like Adidas snorting lines up off my
Wait I can't cuss on tv or they said my time will stop
But f that clock and f them pills they make us pop
For our anxiety the higher me wishing the pain would stop
From the loved ones I seen drop from the capsules they took a lot
The hierarchy is twisted all the dope boys at the top
This government's addicted to keeping the hood a shop
Of our vices issa crisis they tryna poison the block
Crazy how these white boys in the hood more than Barrack
Mane who y'all think gave us this rock?

Sliding down Jackson I wish this cop would past me
They watch my fashion a youngin pearls too flashy
Dope boy drip Virgil kicks and some khakis
With the white girl in the backseat on her knees like she was ashy
Euphoria built chick yea I swear she thicker than Cassie
She keep a dirty nose but she always gone keep it classy
It keep her happy but if cops open her baggie
She'd face 2 lifes behind bars like the years was just some acne
We should give Barrack a third I could use his advice
Like how much a soul cost I think we all know the price
How we scream BLM but shoot eachother like dice
Then hit our knees every Sunday begging forgiveness from Christ
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Just got a penny can't even scrape up a Lincoln
Dreams to ball like Tony Montana our brains syncing
My lifestyle don't fit the profiles of links on LinkedIn
Sitting thinking that the trap gon bring us to an extinction
They told me I gotta ball with perfection
Cus after that or rapping they leave us with 1 profession
2 confessions 3 grams won't leave you flexing
But 4 years at hard knock u might earn some lessons
I want that Jackson 5 profit in my pocket
Ain't tryna be the plug I'd rather be the whole socket
Won't need another man for bands when I make deposits
So I plan to get 6 with my hands like Tyler Locket
Wanna rock Amiri 7 days of the week
They say it pays to feed the streets but they just prey on the weak
While I'm just praying for a jeep wit two 8s in the seats
And in my reach I'll keep two 9s on the side like I cheat
I wouldn't worry bout a snake that's tryna tattle
Can't let Judas hang around us won't bring Lynch out to Seattle
But I'm baffled how'd this serpent slither in my castle
Cus 10 times out of 10 you know a snake gon hide its rattle
Could put 11 on the field nah they ain't touching turf
This that green work that they step on take you off this earth
I'd have soldiers you got groupies that just fight to flirt
Mane I'd have boobies dripped in Gucci that'll come rob yo purse
I'd put a 12th man on the corner call him Richard Sherman
Watch his pack flip like Livvy Dunne while he stack his earnings
Take his racks to laundromats then we get to splurging
No going back once you move that sack it ain't no returning
Earned Odell's contract at 13 but then he feared a raid
Feared eyeballing a badge that matched the catcher for slaves
But this paper my master so since these vapors pay
I'll keep this half on my back like DK onna fade

Before I die I wanna buy mom's a roof
I think my OG lied he flipped his work and the truth
Mane the game came disguised as a chain wit a noose
So here's 13 reasons why my pain get slain in the booth
I might be dead by the time that my music drop
Got a drop dead bunny always feining for some rock
She do me like Adidas snorting lines up off my
Wait I can't cuss on tv or they said my time will stop
But f that clock and f them pills they make us pop
For our anxiety the higher me wishing the pain would stop
From the loved ones I seen drop from the capsules they took a lot
The hierarchy is twisted all the dope boys at the top
This government's addicted to keeping the hood a shop
Of our vices issa crisis they tryna poison the block
Crazy how these white boys in the hood more than Barrack
Mane who y'all think gave us this rock?

Sliding down Jackson I wish this cop would past me
They watch my fashion a youngin pearls too flashy
Dope boy drip Virgil kicks and some khakis
With the white girl in the backseat on her knees like she was ashy
Euphoria built chick yea I swear she thicker than Cassie
She keep a dirty nose but she always gone keep it classy
It keep her happy but if cops open her baggie
She'd face 2 lifes behind bars like the years was just some acne
We should give Barrack a third I could use his advice
Like how much a soul cost I think we all know the price
How we scream BLM but shoot eachother like dice
Then hit our knees every Sunday begging forgiveness from Christ
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Writer: Tyler Butler
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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