Sticks and Stones
Official T-Rob
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(T-Rob) This is not lil baby, my name T My first name Official, But my imperfections what make me the best that I can be Losses I've been taken, not to me Every L a lesson, so I just feel blessed I'm stepping up, T-Rob don't take defeat Motivation is the reason people get attached to me I never claimed I'm street I don't cap, the real attract to me I been bout my business, so the only case I got is brief But I got bloodies that'll clean the block up Like they hadda swipe If you diss me, could be loved by thousands, You still wack to me Just like a frisbee, talk behind my back, That shit come back to me Don't act like a joker when I tell my brethren come eat Dap me in person, on the internet they want some beef My fist do the talking, When I'm mad don't try to chat with me I tried remaining humble, I don't care if they talk smack to me But if you touch the family I'll tell fifty get the strap, on me Shit all handy dandy till they catch a body in a creek Sticks and stones may break my bones, But words will never hurt me I was in my bag before I hopped up in my Birkin Now I'm getting to the bag, I told lil baby "I've been working" Never flex on accident, I did that shit on purpose Sticks and stones may break my bones, But words will never hurt me If they want sum real beef, then the 40 make em jerky I be going hard for mine If I don't spazz, then you not worthy Say they "ride or die", deep down they really tryna merc me If you play, you get merced (Easy) Had to get dug from the dirt (Greasy) Glock singing like Chris Brown the first (Breezy) I only pop perc's (With figi) I don't even do that to be honest (Nope) Ill shit, like I doodled coronavirus Kinda funny nobody knew that I was the hottest Not even me, nigga I tend to maintain when I'm going through pain Y'all can't tell when I'm hurting, that's scary to me My head in the game, bet you hate when I flame 'Cause whenever I'm playing, I'm playing for keeps I'm saying you gonna hate playing with me Himalayas, but I'm not at my peak I'm allergic to peanut M&M's You could tell Dr. Dre I be slaying on beats Imagine a nigga not actually blacking They knew it was havoc, ThaT smell bout to reek That boy high as hell, I could tell 'cause he reached Say "T don't got bars" You right, 'cause I preach Imagine if my T was white in the caption You heard I be blacking, Mike Jackson the bleach Conserving (I hope this shit last me a week) And If it's real smoke I'm not staging no beef Sticks and stones may break my bones But words will never hurt me I was in my bag before I hopped up in my Birkin Now I'm getting to the bag, I told lil baby "I've been working" Never flex on accident, I did that shit on purpose Sticks and stones may break my bones, But words will never hurt me If they want sum real beef, then the 40 make em jerky I be going hard for mine If I don't spazz, then you not worthy Say they "ride or die", deep down they really tryna merc me
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