Free Lul Tim

Lyrics: Tyquan Music: Tyquan Pooh you a fool for this (hah) Hear this shit Ayy, ayy, hmm, hmm, hmm Ayy, hmm, hmm, hmm, ayy Quando Rondo bitch I got some voices in my head, I guess sometimes they wanna chat Faith in the bible by the bed, trust in the Glock under my mat Reminiscing ‘bout the choices that I made in the past Broken promise from my mama, father please take it back Two deck of cards, life a gamble, let’s go head roll the dice I pray to god that they do not they let off shots through the night Live by the gun, die by the sword, I guess I live by the knife This in the name of Sosa, boy, I’ll have you killed by the night And, I say, I had to face the fact that they gon’ creep through the night I know that my killer comin’ like a thief through the night My heart steady thumping, it’s hard to sleep through the night When all I know the street life Decisions I made, I know that they ain’t right Gotta look both ways when you livin’ the street life I feel like death ‘round the corner, that’s why i’m traumatized Drop a blue flag on my grave then throw yo’ C’s up high They telling me the way I live gon’ get me killed but I don’t give no shit They expected me to keep it real when them niggas, they never showed no love They questioned me like, “Did you give to them niggas you claimin’ that’s yo’ thugs My mama know i’m in the field with the hittas, I got my pistol tucked Paint me the image, and my niggas burn the picture up The perfect time to slang that iron with , they tryna zip ‘em up One day fasho, my niggas dyin’ for a check, it can get real enough Straight down the middle, walk the line like a , they know I can’t be touched Nobody asked you They claimed to murderer a black dude who had a black tool They said “He hopped out with some black shoes, his flag was black blue” They said “He ran down with a Mac tool, he comin’ at you” “Give it up befo’ I blast you”, go ahead and whack dude I drop a 10, then spin again, you know they comin’ back through That bitch boy said he gon’ whack who, I’m bussin’ back too Don’t wait to realize i was real once my casket pass through I got some voices in my head, I guess sometimes they wanna chat Faith in the bible by the bed, trust in the Glock under my mat Reminiscing ‘bout the choices that I made in the past Broken promise from my mama, father please take it back Two deck of cards, life a gamble, let’s go head roll the dice I pray to god that they do not they let off shots through the night Live by the gun, die by the sword, I guess I live by the knife This in the name of Sosa, boy, I’ll have you killed by the night And, I say, I had to face the fact that they gon’ creep through the night I know that my killer comin’ like a thief through the night My heart steady thumping, it’s hard to sleep through the night When all I know [?] the street life Decisions I made, I know that they ain’t right Gotta look both ways when you livin’ the street life I feel like death ‘round the corner, that’s why i’m traumatized Drop a blue flag on my grave then throw yo’ C’s up high