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tim westwood crib session freestyle - token lyrics

[token]
(yeah) westwood this one of them things i’ve been waiting for my whole entire career
built a fanbase in a bas-m-nt base it off watching my favorites come here
that boy blow minds just to justify they’re going to try and compare
this what it looks like for a little kid who’s been waiting half his life to get the f-ck up here
here we go
the art of changing a flow
i carve a name in the stone
it’s hard to say i’m a pro
it’s arbitrary the most
not far away from it though
i’m already taking control, uh
so you know
i’m marvin g-ye with the soul
i’m chardonnay with the flow
i’m charlemagne with the jokes
i’m martin kay with the quotes
i’m marmalade with the toast
each part i take and i mold
then i’m working it, working it
you fought with it, i’m first with it
used to call me boy when they boycotted
now they call me sir ’cause they’re searching it, uh
i die for this, i burn for this
’bout to make headlines like my hair got a perm in it
i’ll be permanent, per minute
just won a high school superlative; “most likely to be famous”
not because i co-sign
not because i made it
but because since ten i’ve been working like i ain’t sh-t
i remember writing every single day, and-
i remember my friends wouldn’t even play, and then i said f-ck ’em
and i did sway, and now i’m on westwood
you might wanna save this
mama, do you see all of this?
merch lines be longer than my thesis statements, i don’t need scholarships
foreign girls i can only speak with in body language, i can read all of it
i tell her, “girl, honey, you cannot mean the world to me when i just seen all of it”
we oughta just chill
got a couple new phone numbers in my phone, i probably should delete got a bunch of rappers texting me like: “look at me, look at me, look at…”
nah, you’re looking a little stale
looking over the industry: he’s copying her, is she copying him? everyone copy everyone and prevail
difference is try to copy this you fail
can’t do it, fans knew it, brand new enhanced music, d-mn dude this plan’s moving
and ruined brands using glam to expand music, man you been scammed through it
d-mn you can dance to this, d-mn move your dance shoes and dance to this d-mn music
as i can prove it, chances you can’t do it, man i command you to stand to this
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, yeah
new shirt, new pant, new chain, yeah
she wonder why i don’t hit her back yeah
baby girl i am not who to blame, yeah
she just doesn’t wanna meet token
she wants to meet my real name
told her i was ben, said: “thank you”
then i told her ben would hate you, yeah
what does success look like in the beginning, huh?
to you, to you it look like some pictures, couple filters, huh?
to me it looks like some voicemails claiming sincere but don’t give a f-ck
sticking their foot out to trip me just to offer their hand to pick me up
but it’s cool!
mama need a crib and now she need a castle
write it, rap it, record it, film it, edit, perform it, it ain’t really a h-ssle
trust me i can afford it, it ain’t really important, it ain’t really a battle
m-ssachusets said: “you’re up!”, now i’m in europe, that was a foreshadow, ay
why you talking like a p-ssy, does a cat got your tongue?
look at my manager put the cash in truck
i call it a sprinter van ’cause that’s how it runs
yeah, yeah, that’s what it does
blah, blah, i don’t listen to half of you f-cks
na-na-ni-ni-na-now they mad that i won
good posture, but i’m back with a hunch, that-
i’ma k!ll everything
full clip, let it spit out the brain
i don’t wanna collaborate
you steal my sh-t then act the same
just because you went on google chrome
looked up what is my government name
don’t mean you are less of a stranger
in fact, it make you a little more strange
i don’t f-ck with ‘i miss you’ texts only when my face is in the paper
i don’t f-ck with them people who do me favors just to say: “i did you favors!”
i don’t f-ck with my old friends, who -ssumed that i changed easily
people, who refuse to be happy, if it involved being happy for me
i see past it, i see p-ssion enough
i’m not here because of talent and such
i’m here ’cause of p-ssion, i’d rather be having five loyal fans than a thousand casual ones
i’m f-cking her fast, i’ve been bustin’ my -ss, put my -ss on a bus
just to get the ciphers in boston, motherf-ckers lookin’ at me like: “who brought him?”
yeah, remember me?
for a second i questioned my destiny
and then i toured the world with the same person i spit for when i was just 13
i was just a fan at the venue, with only one motherf-ckin’ chance
this what it looked like not being afraid to be your own number one fan
all good if you’re unaware, couple years i’ll be all up there
no shortcuts, walking up the stairs, stairwell but i stare well
’cause if you look at me with no love to share
i k!ll your buzz with a drum and snare
and i’ll have them yelling: “good god!”
like he just answered their f-cking prayers, oh man
i bet that everyone’s wondering when i am gonna stop
i’ma stop when it is clear that i’m nothing like other guys
i don’t get b-tterflies, i don’t do lullabies
i do not sleep a lot, i do not breathe a lot
i do not need a lot, i just need a couple odds
but when i’m in london i need a little bit
i need three kisses with queen elizabeth, couple crumpets and a cup of tea with cinnamon
i wanna play patty cake with them guards that aren’t allowed to move
and big ben every night at 10 say: “token’s time b-tch, f-ck you!”
it’s funny ’cause know what? they say that i’m c-cky
from all the exposure
but i was talking way more sh-t back when i was 14 with no buzz
no seat and no love
i proceed to grow up
my folks be like: “oh f-ck”
they know me in europe
go see a soldier
[?]
of codeine and soda
now od or coma
oh please, you old f-cks
control me? i won’t budge
i don’t think a soldier’s got both feet on sofas
you owe me like [?]
you don’t meet the quota
i don’t sleep, i’m so up
i don’t fiend for no bucks
i don’t eat ’cause know what?
the protein has shown up, ayyy
dash me, yeah dash me
girl wonder what i’m doing but she know not to ask me
told dog i’m a rapper but, he looked right past me
then he saw me on stage, he said: “no son, you’re an athlete.”
see i’m born with this sh-t, homie i’m bored with this sh-t
i give my all every night until i forget the morning exists
tim, i might f-ck up too, it’s still so new to me
all i know is i let the sweat pour because i refuse to be…
a hundred bars ain’t for tim, a hundred bars for his audience
spent so much trying to look up to someone then came to the realization i could be him
i watched all the legends stand right here, i’m still just like you
but i’m just like them, sh-t, i’m just kinda new, give me time to do
it’s token

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