Issue No 121 Tsih Lyrics
TSIH by Issue No. 121
That's right
I'm tired of niggas acting like bitches
I'm tired of bitches acting like niggas
And I'm tired of niggas acting
Christmas coming, this my wish list
Though I don't believe and don't condone wishing
Wish niggas stop fronting, got back to being real
How you gonna be me if you can't be yourself?
How you gonna walk in my shoes, you can't afford them
How you wanna swerve in my lane, and wait for 'em
'just bought the paper plane with one of the pilots
Wheels up on the come down, wish I came down
Turn off all that noise, it's time to turn down
Niggas whiling for what? Niggas while 'cause they sucks
Screaming and yelling, my nigga, why you mad at us?
They ain't got this movie shit in this city with a gourmet chick sitting pretty
You all forgive me
In the middle of where all be
Tryna pick up this money before the dog creek
'Cause when that noise, her mouth, that's when they all speak
And when they talk, that mouth, you can ignore me
I'd rather be low, homie, I'd rather be known
As not being known for anything after the flow
I made bad boys move in silence, don't we?
My Gwen Stefani bitches, they don't speak
You get on this mission, you ball peak
We living for the winners that don't breathe
But showed us how to live it on both feet
And me and my kneecaps is fine
Never had to beg or relapse for mine
I reach back for mine where heavy body is straight
So keep that in mind if you ever out of your lane
But 718'er who's stuck in the past
So for 40 acres in cash somebody have your way, pay up, you know
Yeah, Martin had a dream, they ain't got a vision
Obama made a speech, they ain't rocked the river
Malcolm said by any mean, they tried to kill him
Mandela just tired of trying to live for real, may he rest in peace
Pay the prices of freed to cheat paying your dues
Too broke to pay attention, you know me, no slacking, I can't fail
Your money talk pig Latin, it ain't real
Each day I'mma rock till doomsday, my last breath screaming it's gourmet
All day, all times forever, it's my time, the timing couldn't be better
You either winning or losing, there ain't no in-between
No draws, no times for champagne, this that top black flow, pour the champagne
We let the first five go, shift the damn game, it's my damn name, ha
I'm tired of niggas acting like bitches
I'm tired of bitches acting like niggas
And I'm tired of niggas acting
Christmas coming, this my wish list
Though I don't believe and don't condone wishing
Wish niggas stop fronting, got back to being real
How you gonna be me if you can't be yourself?
How you gonna walk in my shoes, you can't afford them
How you wanna swerve in my lane, and wait for 'em
'just bought the paper plane with one of the pilots
Wheels up on the come down, wish I came down
Turn off all that noise, it's time to turn down
Niggas whiling for what? Niggas while 'cause they sucks
Screaming and yelling, my nigga, why you mad at us?
They ain't got this movie shit in this city with a gourmet chick sitting pretty
You all forgive me
In the middle of where all be
Tryna pick up this money before the dog creek
'Cause when that noise, her mouth, that's when they all speak
And when they talk, that mouth, you can ignore me
I'd rather be low, homie, I'd rather be known
As not being known for anything after the flow
I made bad boys move in silence, don't we?
My Gwen Stefani bitches, they don't speak
You get on this mission, you ball peak
We living for the winners that don't breathe
But showed us how to live it on both feet
And me and my kneecaps is fine
Never had to beg or relapse for mine
I reach back for mine where heavy body is straight
So keep that in mind if you ever out of your lane
But 718'er who's stuck in the past
So for 40 acres in cash somebody have your way, pay up, you know
Yeah, Martin had a dream, they ain't got a vision
Obama made a speech, they ain't rocked the river
Malcolm said by any mean, they tried to kill him
Mandela just tired of trying to live for real, may he rest in peace
Pay the prices of freed to cheat paying your dues
Too broke to pay attention, you know me, no slacking, I can't fail
Your money talk pig Latin, it ain't real
Each day I'mma rock till doomsday, my last breath screaming it's gourmet
All day, all times forever, it's my time, the timing couldn't be better
You either winning or losing, there ain't no in-between
No draws, no times for champagne, this that top black flow, pour the champagne
We let the first five go, shift the damn game, it's my damn name, ha