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T.M.S.
Hip-Hop/Rap
T.M.S. was released on August 16, 2024 by Frontline Recordz as a part of the album COALESCE - EP
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Release DateAugust 16, 2024
LabelFrontline Recordz
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Oyervides
James Oyervides
Songwriter
Jesse Yanes
Jesse Yanes
Songwriter

Lyrics

Talk that shit
Dope beat, got the damages, scars and bandages
Fit to fuck the verse like a bitch, man, handle it
Dressed to impress, I'm the man for the candidate
Takin' off like a rocket, never land in the sea
Why you mad? Cuz the numbers be runnin
With the stone cold flow, with the pills so stunnin
Beat the can up like Danny Carey drummin
Made the pipe down for your bitch, had to plunge it
Gave her the Benz, told her, keep it on hush
MJ Game 6, got the game clutch
If I snap you once, you bout to get retouched
Don't interrupt, I'm bout to destroy
Menace to society, I'm bout to start a rivalry
For those who entitle me, I hit you in your artery
Price on your head like I just hit the lottery
I talk about shit and back it up, who's stoppin' me
Steal paper pens, name all the sixteens
COVID-19 flow, no vaccines
Boom in the trunk, put you in smithereens
Before I march it up, camouflage like Marines
Movin' in silence, I blend in well
I never left the block until my pockets got swelled
They always came back and never thought to rebel
Real ball shit, boy, OG status
Point to the hills, that's where Soulja Pat is
Born and raised with the Lone Star flags
Move a city on the map before you touch the package
Only fuck with the baddest when you live like a star
Don't know through all me or my new wife's car
Ain't the way to get booked like a toss
I talk about shit cause I know I go hard
Car paid off, house paid off
I roll my mouth, I talk my shit
Pay the cost to be the boss
I earn my right to bluff my shit
Fuck your clique, I take your bitch
I'm bout that life, I talk that shit
I earn my right to bluff my shit
I'm bout that life, I talk that shit
Some act like me, wanna rap like me
Run through a verse like an athlete
**** mad cause they chick is after me
But I pay em no mind, gotta stack these G's
Move around, out my way
Keep the swagger everyday
Fresh cut, mid fade
Breakin' they hearts on Cupid's day
The pimp is back and I'm ready to go
If you ain't know, you about to know
Blaze it up and hit this hoe
If you never put down, don't hit this bro
Double cups with medicine
Boys won't let me in
Cause I'll take they girlfriend
Eat that cat like a lesbian
Jealous fellas make me laugh
Cause they see I'm gettin cash
Front line behind me
And I promise you don't want none of that
Better get back, just stay in your lane
We aim for the head and aim for your frame
You back in the stress and on this dame
And she ain't even ask your name
Car paid off, house paid off
I roll my mouth, I talk my shit
Pay the cost to be the boss
I earn my right to bluff my shit
Fuck your clique, I take your bitch
I felt that life, I talk that shit
I earn my right to bluff my shit
I felt that life, I talk that shit
Car paid off, house paid off
I roll my mouth, I talk my shit
Pay the cost to be the boss
I earn my right to bluff my shit
Fuck your clique, I take your bitch
I felt that life, I talk that shit
I earn my right to bluff my shit
Written by: James Oyervides, Jesse Yanes
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