Trust Issues - Tim Terner

Verse 1 [Tim Terner]

This that out the window rapping, savage

Running shit like Justin Blackmon

Snapping like a slam poet, slam poets in open

I'm Fullly loaded, opponents noticed my moment, so I'm dealing with these hoes who'd suck and blow for a photo..

Please

I guess this means I might be on to something

On that "do me so fuck you I'm not afraid of nothing"

Not 21 but I'm drinking until the sun up

And somebody please tell Mike Stud to shut the fuck up

I'm killing off the weak shit that's been stacking up

Frat rappers hate the kid, but I ain't ever backing up

I'm spitting something worth a listen

Broke without a pot to piss in

04 pistons my division

Tryna make a living

The closer I get the harder I go

Working for a brand new crib w brand new hoes

I Never know where my mind goes

Do this with my eyes closed

Rapping with a blindfold

The center of the light show

My night is over but I still ain't' sleep

Put in work for my haters cause I they creep

See these people talk a lot, but it's nothing they speaking

All I know is t 2014 and I'm eating

Verse 2 [Tim Terner]

So this the part where I get real right? (Right?)

Say some shit the people feel right? (Right?)

Well no ones around to listen

It's just me and frank and seedless who gaining all this attention man we bout to hit the beach, splurge and get up on our tanning, while we waiting for you rappers to practice and get your tracks up

Cause competitions weak, we running through the streets

It's the boss in super Mario these other guys are Peach, Yoshi, Daisy, Luigi, even Toad, state to state I'm on the road, can see my ex without her clothes

She be blowing up my phone just come and see the crib

Get her over, get her naked, bend her over then I dip

Sega genesis, emphasis, man Ya'll see my plan with this?

I could start a band with this, maybe a couple grand for this

Bout to Atlantic records maybe, smoke then Interscope, baby

See me popping off boy this shit is crazy

Hit my ladies house, pipe until I wear it out, then drive her to the mall buy her shoes and have her wear em out

I think I thought I had a thought i thought I'd think differently

You only got yourself, you're people ain't what they all seem to be

Even your fucking friends, quick to cut dividends

Some homies claim they with you then they fail to show the evidence

The world is full snakes, weasels, cut out all you breaks, evil

Watch your car crash, swivel off and watch them speak peaceful

This shit is something out a horror movie

My shit is out in London touring, with some foreign groupies

See this the only thing I care about

And I ain't' gunna stop until I'm selling out the paramount

It's been a couple years already this far

This just the beginning, I'm gazing out past the stars

Riding with some luggage but who isn't?

Got skeletons in my closet trying on my fitted's

Tryna stop the kid from winnings like tryna stop sinning

Or tryna stop thinking, tryna stop a clocks ticking

It ain't' a locker box written, this some shock-a-drop spitting, never top my knocks, lowkey, drive slow homie

Because People always hate you until they love you

Let people think they all standing up above you

Until you pull the carpet out, under the feet, watch them hit the floor

Watch them notice that you working, like you open 24

Watch the looks on their faces change, faster than a speeding plane

Then they try and give you fame, fame..

All that shit is just a broken game

Tim Terner, bitch you know my name

That's just how it goes down

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