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show you who i am - ty'ron (allmfmg) lyrics

[verse]
bayybehhhh!
f-cking b-tches i can’t trust
these n-gg-s, they turn quick
ya’ll insecure and salty
my money, i earn quick
no more apologies, except sorry, i’m just better
my bucket list is stop driving and never ever let up
part-tions in my cars, that’s the lines in the sand
he stay, whipping the whip, and i’m just whipping up the plans
same road to riches, just the roles is different
warm hearted n-gg-, i’m just cold with spitting
young og, i’m gifted, present me beats, i rip it
problems i solve them, we smoking weed for the feeling
stress? f-ck stress…my mind strong, i’m blessed
past 25, alive, i p-ssed america’s test
no race cards, i just replace ya’ll, man it’s easy
them b-tches can’t see me, not one of them breathing
believe me…
too much sauce, i’m way too arrogant to cook (now!)
paint the picture for me, i’m too arrogant to look (yeah!)
they swear they got me pegged, boy you couldn’t be more wrong
i only say king but i couldn’t be more kong
life’s a b-tch, grab her by the p-ssy
but you still gotta handle life cycles, i’m twice nicer
trumped up charges, got me feeling like it’s rigged
if i had billions to my name, i wouldn’t say sh-t
now my diamonds dancing, patrick swayze, where’s my baby
took over the operation and these people won’t pay me
i’m feeling disenfranchised, all this for the franchise
gave me their -ss to kiss, want a n-gg- to feel sanchized
but i’m the pinky ring wearing, ybe’ing
jet setting and this ain’t for no sight seeing (nooo…)
mogul talking, you need translation, rap singing
roots planted where the trap was ringing – whoo!
keep f-cking with me, and i’m losing my cool!
drag the whip to the guillotine and it’s losing a roof
i got a second amendment too, i can shoot it with you
this bullsh-t american dream, i’ll pursue it with you
uh but they don’t see you til they see you in that suit, suit yourself
dodging liars, it’s feeling like the truth
and i’m the ghost of the ghost, it’s like i died to the crew
resurrected, now i’ma show you the power for the loot
rapping out this powder for the toot, playing with the flows
put it on the beat, it’s like you playing with ya nose
– snort – and i be slaying with it though
feelings get caught like i been laying with it though
i took my cape off and i laid it on the flo
we know who we can’t depend on no mo
no good deed goes unpunished, you must know
it’s all on us, don’t blame this on the hoes
it’s deeper than you thought, felt i was running out of time
shots went all over your head, n-gg-s thinking that i’m shyne
i promise ya’ll i’m puff, i was shooting for myself
probably should’ve did it different but i ain’t have andre harrell
they said i held them back but i was holding down a fam
my trial would look like john gotti, yours more bull like sam
maybe i’m so well put together, you couldn’t really understand
i had to tear this sh-t apart just to show you who i am
bayybeehhh…

- tyron allmfmg lyrics

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