tippy top - limm lyrics
tippy top lyrics
[intro]
hey, yeah
limmy, limm, limm!
i cannot relate
twos and ones
who’s got it all?
[?]
[chorus]
a troublesome young n**** in the streets i swear it really made my momma cry
i found my calling and a n**** went crazy
rapping in the studio and selling eighths for thirty*five, i’m tryna make it by
i had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
a breed of the ghetto, believe i’m a veteran
and imma run it up until a n**** at the tippy top, at the tippy top
[verse]
ask yourself what you would sacrifice to trade the cards that god put in your hands
these nights i’m moving smarter, i’m a shark within the water
my drip be bora bora, i gotta get it any means
shawty said shе feel my aura, yes she like my innеr*g (energy)
because i’m moving different
i feel so far gone, created distance
they can’t pick a team they be switching, which one is it?
i be on the phone with tiny we painting pictures
we plotting on the vision, practicing what we spitting
in the bible reading passages, i’m feeling like a pacifist
my mind it race at night, no wonder i can’t sleep, imagine this
running these plays but i’m cautious cuz they watching
and i had to run it up, i ain’t have no other option
speak from your heart let out that fire that they call passion
i been on my grind, ain’t been this inspired in a couple days
put in work now all these b*tches he don’t know they be feeling a way
cuz a young n**** popping off (fasho)
[chorus]
a troublesome young n**** in the streets i swear it really made my momma cry
i found my calling and a n**** went crazy
rapping in the studio and selling eighths for thirty*five, i’m tryna make it by
i had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
a breed of the ghetto, believe i’m a veteran
and imma run it up until a n**** at the tippy top, at the tippy top
[verse]
and i won’t f*cking stop until a n**** really make it, make it
cuz when you going through it it be hard to have some patience
for the ones that i love i just gotta make a way
imma run it up this year
i’m tired of running out of fear, i have to hold my own
seen n****s change, switch up, it hurts my souls
cut them off, no i won’t look back
[chorus]
a troublesome young n**** in the streets i swear it really made my momma cry
i found my calling and a n**** went crazy
rapping in the studio and selling eighths for thirty*five, i’m tryna make it by
i had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
a breed of the ghetto, believe i’m a veteran
and imma run it up until a n**** at the tippy top, at the tippy top
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