WITHINME

Tevion Spates

Ayy, ayy, I'm finna show y'all shit, I got it within me
Ayy, ayy, I'm finna show you shit, I got it within me
Ayy, ayy, I'm finna show y'all shit, I got it within me
All of you niggas, you niggas be pussy, you niggas be frauds
Feel like I'm made it to the finals, with no ring, I'm Chris Paul
I need to be the president so I can change up all these wake ass laws
(It be made to pick on the blacks)
But if you try to talk too much, then that's when they get you gone
(That's some shit I got up within me)
Hell naw I ain't gon' stop I just started
if you need some shit that's gon' blow
You better hit the black market
And that's the type of shit you can't find at Target
Just Make sure you check the parts before you spark it
I've been rapping for too damn long and just not be turning up, But shit, that's my fault
I was just tryna find my place in this world, I still ain't found it
I let out these lyrics to fill this big ass void I got in my chest
It's so goddamn hard but I'm steady tryna put out all these demons I got to rest
They make me treat all the people I love like pieces of shit(And when they all gone I'm left with nothing)
Left with nothing, but a mic and some good ass memories
Memories With some cool ass people that was gone too soon, Man, what's wrong with me
Had a girl that was there through everything and I let her go, What's wrong with me
I got some niggas moving that white all through the winter, and they make it look easy
(Tried to fix everything I did wrong but I was making it worse)
Shawty hit me wit the, I tried I really did, but I can't do it nomo
The fuck is the point in getting all this money
I don't got nobody to spend the shit on
And every time I open my phone, if the money I ain't callin', I don't got nobody to talk to, but Siri
Tryna give myself heard through the music like is y'all ain't even hearin me
I promise I'm tryna do better with life like ma, is you hearing me
All this shit up to me, I don't even count on my siblings
If I'm always sittin' on my ass, who the fuck gon' make all these billions?
I made her my side, but she my favorite side
I don't even know why shawty be trippin
Tryna get my family a house on a hill that's how we supposed to live it
Dont gotta worry about no money when we go out, that's how we supposed to kick it
Only the purest , that's how my niggas be sippin
gotta get rich for my children
yeah, I am the one who always represented
And when I drop my first vid, it's gon' have some weapons in it
Might tell my nigga, bring me a .40 or bring me a .9
Yeah, we can't waste no time
I'm tryna get to the shit, I'm tryna get to the money
Bitch, was shakin' that ass, it's lookin' like jelly
Can't slide to my crib, gotta slide to this telly
If you see me walkin' outside, better not touch my pockets they filled with that fetty, (on gang)
All of you niggas, you niggas be pussy, you niggas be fraud
Feel like I'm made it to the finals, with no ring, I'm Chris Paul
I need to be the president so I can change up all these wake ass laws
(It be made to pick on the blacks)
But if you try to talk too much, then that's when they get you gone
That's some shit I got up within me.

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