Tina Songtext
von Mark Battles
Tina Songtext
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
They say it′s more to it when the Lord do it
But the problems never stop, gotta sort through it
I'm still the same, I′m just more fluent
But all the pain left my core ruined
I seen the murders, fightin' like Tina Turner
They comin' for your life, so you probably should bring a burner
Ayy, hey, what can I say? We need to hurry
But they really can′t get in my way, no need to worry, uh
I stay with a shooter, Aisha Curry
And when shit hit the fan, the leeches scurry
Uh, but don′t judge him 'til you know the man
We finally had a heart-to-heart, I told him that I overstand
Life threw me a couple jabs, I came back with a overhand
Maserati black as fuck, inside look like Golden Grahams
Slow it down, back it up, can′t give you the total plan
Ain't nothin′ to me, life a movie, baby, roll the cam, damn
Hello, world
Heard you was lookin' for me
Well, here I am
Look, since a kid, I always knew I′d do it big
But when you comin' from the mud, you gotta get it how you live
I knew how to pack a clip before I knew how to use my dick
Went to music just to vent, I ain't do it to get rich
No, but now I gotta get my family right
She told me, "Son, you never run, you gotta stand and fight"
Was used to fallin′, now I′m ballin', feel like Brandon Knight
Went undisputed ′cause I'm sharp, think I′m the Shannon type, right
Now you might just see your bae less
Know what you doin', skip the bullshit, you can say yes
Afraid to put me in the game, ain′t get to play yet
But it's okay, a couple things ain't went my way yet
Oh, no, don′t go
I′m honest, it's a lot of shit I won′t show
Heart froze, stone cold
I wrestle with my past mistakes 'cause that shit make or break
One thing for certain, keep on workin′, never take a break
That extra pressure make you stronger like an ankle weight
Fuck what they sayin', they just hatin′ 'cause they think you great
Shit, like Drizzy Drake, you can thank me late
That shit is so funny, right?
We all feel like we know exactly what we doin', why we doin′ it
Until we done doin′ it, then you look back like
"Why was I ever doin' that shit? What the fuck was I doin′?"
Yeah
Yeah
They say it′s more to it when the Lord do it
But the problems never stop, gotta sort through it
I'm still the same, I′m just more fluent
But all the pain left my core ruined
I seen the murders, fightin' like Tina Turner
They comin' for your life, so you probably should bring a burner
Ayy, hey, what can I say? We need to hurry
But they really can′t get in my way, no need to worry, uh
I stay with a shooter, Aisha Curry
And when shit hit the fan, the leeches scurry
Uh, but don′t judge him 'til you know the man
We finally had a heart-to-heart, I told him that I overstand
Life threw me a couple jabs, I came back with a overhand
Maserati black as fuck, inside look like Golden Grahams
Slow it down, back it up, can′t give you the total plan
Ain't nothin′ to me, life a movie, baby, roll the cam, damn
Hello, world
Heard you was lookin' for me
Well, here I am
Look, since a kid, I always knew I′d do it big
But when you comin' from the mud, you gotta get it how you live
I knew how to pack a clip before I knew how to use my dick
Went to music just to vent, I ain't do it to get rich
No, but now I gotta get my family right
She told me, "Son, you never run, you gotta stand and fight"
Was used to fallin′, now I′m ballin', feel like Brandon Knight
Went undisputed ′cause I'm sharp, think I′m the Shannon type, right
Now you might just see your bae less
Know what you doin', skip the bullshit, you can say yes
Afraid to put me in the game, ain′t get to play yet
But it's okay, a couple things ain't went my way yet
Oh, no, don′t go
I′m honest, it's a lot of shit I won′t show
Heart froze, stone cold
I wrestle with my past mistakes 'cause that shit make or break
One thing for certain, keep on workin′, never take a break
That extra pressure make you stronger like an ankle weight
Fuck what they sayin', they just hatin′ 'cause they think you great
Shit, like Drizzy Drake, you can thank me late
That shit is so funny, right?
We all feel like we know exactly what we doin', why we doin′ it
Until we done doin′ it, then you look back like
"Why was I ever doin' that shit? What the fuck was I doin′?"
Writer(s): Mark Battles, Rasmus Kjaer, J Cuse Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
