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avatar state - tuck2sharp lyrics

[producer tag: amorehtx]
i love you amoreh

[verse 1: tuck2sharp]
let’s get it crackin’, lights camera action
[?] the fraction, i’m on top of this b*tch
she wanna give me action then i’m poppin’ this b*tch
but she cannot hit me up because i’m blocking this b*tch
ha! i’m gone, i’m ghost
all about the f*ckin’ bread like toast
if she throw it at me no i won’t drop it
ima f*ck around and catch it, randy moss it
i just f*cked around and became a trending topic
i was a plug but then i got a better socket
she said she wanna kick it, while you fl!ck it like a bop*it
i told her put her phone away, lil’ b*tch stop it
i’m drippin’ while i’m cooking in the kitchen, boy i’m walking
she don’t drive nascar, but she’s chillin’ in my c*ckpit
her man want beef, i grab my gun thеn i c*cked it
i really got aim with that thing, i’ll pop sh*t
i really got aim with that thing, i don’t bang
but thе chains and the money and the gold be the same
come to think of it the goals be the same
’cause we all tryna see a better place
runnin’ in the same race
movin at a different pace
i was movin’ out the struggle, had to hit [?] face
couple b*tches did me dirty, left me with a foul taste
hit the booth feelin’ great, i’m in my avatar state
[verse 2: shofu]
every time i leave the booth it got me movin’ like ay!
heard a n*gga got a issue, my shooters got aim
i ain’t into making friends, i’m into making moves with my gang
i be all up in my baggage, i be doing my thang (i be doin’ my thang)
i be doin’ my thang, n*ggas tryin’ me
don’t need to worry ’bout this b*tch i see her eyein’ me
fake chains, fake j’s, who you tryna be?
you not a boss, go get a job her n*ggas hirin’
let’s get it crackin’, i’m always ’bout that action
i ain’t ever do no actin’, if i pull it then i’m blastin’
if she throw it ima catch it, going broke? i can’t imagine
n*ggas always got a question, there’s a method to the madness
automatic, i don’t really give a f*ck, i been a demon
she was grippin’ on my meat and now she beggin’ me to see it
need a reason? ima only say it once, i won’t repeat it
catch a n*gga talkin’ crazy on his life that he deleted

[verse 3: pe$o pete]
hold up!
shofu want him gone then we gon’ see it
i might swing a blade, he get flayed, then that peso ether
but i never even hit a mark, sheet that he was thinkin’ i’m a demon
but i’m really just a fiend for the money, b*tch i need it
hold up!
big ass cream, duffel bag full of real rocks
i just hit a l!ck, you want smoke? we gon’ seal blunts
carhartt ski mask on, think i steal stuff?
bottom of the trenches to the benches, sh*t was real rough
never got the scrip, so it’s the scrip is what they showin’ me
i been runnin’ lots, like roller rink, there ain’t no slowin’ me
shiny world! 100 thou’ a song, now they notice me
i been in my bag like groceries, there ain’t no hoein’ me
say that you want smoke, but we smoke different in the potency
b*tch i’m tired of these old ass rappers preaching [?]
deepest in my pocket, you want surface like the tablet
if they say that life’s a b*tch, then i must got that b*tch blowing me
b*tch! guess we settled the score, all that fire i’m not surprised
i’m a 100 year war
[outro: pe$o pete]
that’s that zuko sh*t
b*tch
i’m in the crib
ay!
bih
this an amoreh beat right? that’s sh*t’s crazy

- tuck2sharp lyrics

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