T.Y.R.E.K
Lil Rekk * Track #11 On Part Time Lover Boy
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T.Y.R.E.K Lyrics
[Chorus]
Finally got some money, shit feel funny 'cause I ain't used to it
Stayin' up for weeks, chasin' dreams don't never sleep
Find it crazy all my haters want to be me, can't compete
Christian Dior on my feet, Chrome Heart jeans with the tee
[Verse 1]
Niggas told me stop this rappin shit, look how it done paid off
Now they tryna be like the kid, these niggas way off
Deep inside my feelings, I get high, I still can't play it off
Speedin' in the AMG, yeah, watch it take off
What I'm supposed to do with all this money? All these bitches on me
Die 'bout my respect, a nigga play, I'll give it to em
Judge gave Manny seventeen, he ain't trip about it
Free Kill Bill, they know my nigga really trippin' 'bout me
Ask the baddest bitches, ain't no pricing on my love
Ask promoters 'bout me, I don't do shit without no gun
Stuffed a 50 pack in my Amiri jeans, I did it just because
I wish Freak was still alive, I still cry about little cous'
In my condo, wonder how the fuck we made it here
Chandeliers in the air, skeleton Cartiers
I let people stab me in my back and walk 'round like I don't care Yeah, that's just the nigga I am
[Chorus]
Finally got some money, shit feel funny 'cause I ain't used to it
Stayin' up for weeks, chasin' dreams don't never sleep
Find it crazy all my haters want to be me, can't compete
Christian Dior on my feet, Chrome Heart jeans with the tee
[Verse 2]
Used to dream 'bout fuckin' cover girls, now I hit 'em by the two
Went to the ends, flew out the crew, in a Lamb Chop with my boo
I kept workin', shit got hard for us, Donny said make it through
I'm the truth, nigga, I'm the chosen one, what else to do?
Thousand-dollar dinner dates, nigga, came up off of suits
Made it out, take care of my mama, I don't got shit else to prove
Got my shit together I turned up on 'em, nigga, I went kuu
QP cashed out on a Cullinan, just because the roof
[Bridge]
Oh-yeah, Oh-yeah
Oh-yeah, Oh-yeah, Oh-yeah
[Chorus]
Finally got some money, shit feel funny 'cause I ain't used to it
Stayin' up for weeks, chasin' dreams don't never sleep
Find it crazy all my haters want to be me, can't compete
Christian Dior on my feet, Chrome Heart jeans with the tee
T.Y.R.E.K Q&A
Who wrote T.Y.R.E.K's ?
T.Y.R.E.K was written by Lil Rekk.
Who produced T.Y.R.E.K's ?
T.Y.R.E.K was produced by N1 & Splited Stupid & Cage Beats & ProdByNoble.