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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tye Town
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrone Townsend
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tye Town
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah!
I remember college
Going round trip
On the Mega Bus
Knowing I would bust
They was sleeping on me
Where the robotuss?
Now they hear me spit
And say that boy tough
It's never enough
I've been living my life in a rush
I don't really got time to discuss
Met her once and she trying to f**k
Sorry baby, I can't get distracted
They tryna write me off like taxes
Pray 6AM in Manhattan
Turn to midnight in Calabasas
Yeah!
Jump out the coupe
In a blue crushed linen suit
With the tan alligator shoes
How you still in tech at 32?
No offense
Gave her D
Now she playing the bench
Got a friend I be making them switch
Know them n****s from Beacon is sick
See me winning and think it's a glitch
Yeah, see me winning I'm back in the mix
For the song even mastered it's piff
Not even finished they asking for it
I might block her right after
I hit I'm not ready to settle I fronted
Went cold turkey
I used to get blunted
Now I'm hitting my goals like I punted
Said it like it was no pun intended
Run the track like the Summer Olympics
Living like my address is Olympus
Not responding to any yo mentions
Not responding to none of your comments
N****s talk like a news correspondent
I been focus on me to be honest
Tryna to step in the spot make them vomit
With a chick that look like Pocahontas
Ice shine like a comet
I really write like Kurt Vonnegut
Written by: Tyrone Townsend