Lyrics:
Ngày mai có bao nhiêu niềm vui
Biết bao nhiêu chào đón
Từng đàn chim bay về tìm nơi đây bình yên
Ngày mai hãy cho tôi ngủ quên
Ngắm trọn vẹn bình
Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Yeah)
Aiyyo Tim man this the jump off right here man! (Jump off!)
Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
team
I'm seeing her face and I cannot sleep, yeah
I've been drinking, I've been smoking
Late night drive, I'm overdosing
Brand new truck, that's how we
ontario baby
Yeah alright alright yeah
We live right now man yeah
Like i said up in the outback yo matter fact let me bring that back
Cuz like i said we
bentley truck
Vs stones, got it out the mud
Reach for the chain you will get touched
Yeah
350k on a bulletproof range, when we ride in the city its like
It feels like my heart got hit by a truck
Why am I a better artist without you?
Tell me is it better to live without you?
Or are you gonna tell me
Yeah boy, I'm out the box with this one.
Pack it up.
Grabbed some soul down in New Orleans
Put it all in a U-Haul truck.
I'm not gon wait for you
Yeah, yeah, ayy, woah
Oh no, hold on, yeah
I was havin' a dream
I was whippin' a Rolls Royce
And I bought everything that I want
Turned
what's up
Watch a, bitch, nigga, shut down
I cut bitch checks, fat cut
Life live good, now stay down
Yeah yeah yeah
Twenty-plus blunts an a styro-cup
I go by the name of T.I.M
I just locked you in
Picture perfect, how I do it, I just cropped you in
Heard they tried to shut you down, and tried
I'm so clean
Truck sitting High
Looking at me
When I ride by
Smoke my weed
Light that fire
Like Afroman like colt 45
Want to live this life ,
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
Make the money talk, big timer shit
Cause when you live like this
There's so much money involved
So many motherfucking bitches I can call
Yeah, Uh,
that letter was loud, I got 'em watchin' the mail (Yeah)
I ain't dropped in a year so the streets been fiendin'
I'll hop out that Rolls truck, go
is ours
Let's do something right or wrong
Life is short
Let's go live it
Ain't no time for wasting time
Days like these they go by way too fast
Yeah
whaddup to all my thug-lawn, niggaz in plush cars
Rikers Island killers with rug scars, police fuck y'all (Yeah)
Live niggaz, I love y'all for
them buckshots bustin from a truck?
Yeah, yeah, that's that Southern hospitality
The come of the me, the come of the Pete
The come of the 'goo, the come
Countdown till the load touch down
Whole team up now
Bullet proof the benz and the trucks now
Riding strapped up now
Kill any nigga tryna zoe me
to scratch and do something
Oh, let's get it (Yeah)
Nigga you frontin' (Yeah, yeah)
It's a muthafuckin stick up (What?)
Pull up in a big truck (Uh-huh)
Niggas
Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Yeah)
Aiyyo Tim man this the jump off right here man! (Jump off!)
Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Yeah)
Aiyyo Tim man this the jump off right here man! (Jump off!)
Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Yeah)
Aiyyo Tim man this the jump off right here man! (Jump off!)
Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
Ah, yeah yeah
Haha, give a fuck 'bout nothing, no
Nothing, yeah ( pinkgrillz)
Live my life like GTA
I woke up and got four stars
'Bout my
in plush cars
Rikers Island killers with rug scars, police fuck y'all (Yeah)
Live niggaz, I love y'all for representin'
Ya have respect
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