Stop that fronting
You ain't getting no money
I was down n out
Ima make it out someday
Yeah I pay to god
Don't go to church on Sunday
Sending out mail
Caught it Tyreek Hill
I was down bad
Had to flex up
Had to show em my skill
Won championship ring I ain't worried bout bills
I ain't going back broke
I been down that road
I ain't going back broke
Put that on my soul
I just went down town
For the permit on a pole
Most you niggas so lame I be hanging wit bows
Yeah
Prices soo good
If ion know you it's a dub
Way a nigga moving shit woulda thought I was a plug
Way a nigga making plays woulda thought I was a cook
48 laws I been reading my books
They don't think a nigga smart they just think I got looks
I got way too many hits I be laying down hooks
I been all the way down
I've nothing to say now
I'm too deep in my feelings
My mamma she need me
My whole family don't see me
I need money believe it
You just trying to be me
You don't see that I'm bleeding
I'm just trying to be something
Stop that fronting
You ain't getting no money
I was down n out
Ima make it out someday
Yeah I pay to god
Don't go to church on Sunday
Sending out mail
Caught it Tyreek Hill
I was down bad
Had to flex up
Had to show em my skill
Won championship ring I ain't worried bout bills
I ain't going back broke
I been down that road
Got big body coupe
Manifested a rolls
Gotta 2 dow coupe I been blowing that strong
We don't need to friends
If we don't get along
I been venting
N preaching in all of these songs
I don't want nothing fake
Keep it real for once
I don't want have to leave but ill leave if you want
No a nigga can't sleep
Til I get what I want
I'm to real for you
I can't be keeping a front
In too deep in the game
Bout to roll up a blunt
Stick on jack
I'ma pull up up n (boom!)
Hope you niggas not sleep cuz you niggas not running
Got a piece
For protection
I'm watching my ass
If you niggas start plotting ain't getting a pass
I'm to hot to for the game
I got out n I mashed
On the gas
Skirting off
You can come check this dash
I just speaking my truth You don't even have to ask
Got my foot in da dow bout to come show my ass
Stop that fronting
You ain't getting no money
I was down n out
Ima make it out someday
Yeah I pay to god
Don't go to church on Sunday
Sending out mail
Caught it Tyreek Hill
I was down bad
Had to flex up
Had to show em my skill
Won championship ring I ain't worried bout bills
I ain't going back broke
I been down that road
Stop that fronting
You ain't getting no money
I was down n out
Ima make it out someday
Yeah I pay to god
Don't go to church on Sunday
Sending out mail
Caught it Tyreek Hill
I was down bad
Had to flex up
Had to show em my skills
Won championship ring I ain't worried bout bills
I ain't going back broke
I been down that road
Got big body coupe
Manifested a rolls
Gotta 2 dow coupe I been blowing that strong
Tyreek Hill was written by Jack Doyo.
Jack Doyo released Tyreek Hill on Sat Jan 30 2021.