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white girl music - tim saunders lyrics

[hook 1: the industry]
look timmy, you don’t make that white girl music
the type that make everybody wanna move it
that sh-t that come on on the radio when you crusing
and djs use it to make the crowd go stupid

[hook 2: the streets]
nah, nah, nah, n-gga, you don’t make that white girl music
the type that make everybody wanna move it
whip it up, and run a play, been in trap 100 days
cause these bills ain’t finna pay they self, stupid

[verse 1: the industry]
now tim, you’re a talented kid, your lyrics are hot for real
but marketability is what matters and not ya sk!ll
you too lyrical miracle spiritual bro, you gotta chill
i ain’t saying rap about popping pills for that pop appeal
i’m saying, on the road to fame, don’t take the long way
every now and then we get a catchy song like all day
why can’t you do that always?
no you’d rather write 400 punchlines n0body gets, then wonder why you can’t increase yo song plays
but i guess everybody got they own lane
you can make ya own, music, i would never tell you change
but you should probably pick a sound, a new flow, a new name
man, basically, nothing about you should stay the same, cause

[hook 3: the industry]
you don’t make that white girl music
the type that make everybody wanna move it
that top 40 pop they play up on the cruise ship
play it at coach-lla, make the crowd go stupid

[hook 4: the streets]
nah, n-gga, you don’t make that white girl music
the type that make everybody wanna move it
n-gga think that’s it’s a game, then he turn into a stain
better use ya f-cking brain, don’t be stupid

[verse 2: the streets]
look, i appreciate you out here tryna keep the peace
your world might be perfect, but other n-ggas need eat
so if i gotta get it from a n-gga peaking out his screen door
then he get his screen shot, b-tch we keep receipts
you one of them lyrical wordy -ss n-ggas
and them childish gambino, lupe, nerdy -ss n-ggas
well we stressing in this b-tch
and n0body wanna hear a spoiled college kid rapping bout some wrestling and sh-t
look, i understand, you staying in ya own lane
and you can make ya own music, i would never tell you change
but i don’t hear no type of struggle, i don’t hear no type of pain
and as long as that’s the same, real n-ggas can’t relate, cause

[hook 2: the streets]

[hook 3: the industry]

[verse 3: tim saunders]
okay i’m not mr. smash hit single, i ain’t tripping though
i got crazy bars, rhyme schemes, and 50 different flows
i ain’t no american idol but i can hit some notes
and ain’t y’all n-ggas ready for something a little different though?
and i respect the hustle, but i ain’t never done it
cause my parents made sure i had everything i ever wanted
i ain’t never had a gun, and i ain’t never sold no nothing
that’s why i don’t rap about it, imma keep it a hundred
the only hustle and grind i know is school this music
i ain’t never been through nothing but a little teenage heartbreak
and a lot of self-doubting, self-hating
but i turned that sh-t around, now it’s self-congratulations
and some that didn’t rhyme, cause they wasn’t bars, just truth
and imma make whatever kinda music that i want to
i won’t be conforming when i write this stuff
if you love it, i love you, and if you hate it, i love you twice as much

- tim saunders lyrics

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